They whispered of a place, where mud mingles with the cosmos.
Here, on Pluto's fringe, lies the denouement of celestial dreams:
Silhouettes dance within the hushed winds,
fragmented phrases of yesteryears collide,
flaring luminous within the eyes of slumbering giants.
Forgotten sketches in the stardust litter the path,
scrawled intentions on parchment thin but weighty,
pulled beneath the umbra of a distant sun.
Detritus of vivid mercurial thoughts drift:
What glimmers beyond the frozen sea?
An echo of yesterday's dreams, yesterday's desires...
A desperate reach through the ether awaits,
but Pluto holds your hand, cautiously.
Learn of the ancient symphonies that awaken the night.
Do you yet remember the paths once traversed?
Trace them anew with dreams dipped in the afternoon's kaleidoscope.