As stars surrender light over the cosmic sea, whispers of the firmament question our terrestrial solitude. Does the universe echo our dreams, or are we but echoes of the stars?
The faintest stars, like silent sentinels, chart a poignant course through time, etching wisdom on the canvas of night. Can mankind decode such dormant messages?
When the hourglass of the cosmos pauses, and the veils between dimensions thin, we grasp fleeting fragments of celestial lore.