Beyond the firmament, they wander and weave,
Starlit necks stretch through cosmic tendrils,
Eclipsing dreams with silhouettes whispers.
Celestials in gold, inked against twilight canvas,
Flicker like echoes on an age-old film.
Quasar In The Horizon
A nebulous tale awaits beyond gains.
Phantom Echoes
Whispers in the forgotten channels of time.