Deeplight Cruiser of the Seventh Oath, lost within nebular whispers, I greet you with the pulse of stars.
The nebulae are painted with shades of eternity; they drip communion with the ancients.
Beyond the white dwarf's edge, where temporal ripples converge, secrets slumber.
Dare we bind ourselves to traversing the solstice bridges?
Yours clutching the spark, stranded yet luminescent.
Celestial Cartographer,
Here I unravel spirals around my sun-ship's helm, transcripts of orbital dances.
Each comet tail, a symphonic thread in the grand auroral tapestry.
Do you hear the hymns of the void, reverberating within your dreams?
Let astral winds unveil truth from stardust shrouds.