Upon the celestial tapestry, woven with cosmic threads, lies a forgotten narrative — the silent whispers of the astral entities, suspended in time. These celestial fragments, yearning for a return to the empyrean embrace, bear witness to epochs long past, their stories fossilized in the interstellar winds. As we unravel these tales, we unearth the remnants of stardust-laden epiphanies, suspended in the vast embrace of the void.
Consider the lament of the comet, a fleeting artefact of the astral plane, weaving through the infinite expanse, its icy veil cloaking the memories of primordial fires. Each orbit, a chapter; each tail, an elegy written in the language of luminescence. And here, on the precipice of eternity, we find our kinship with the stars — a shared odyssey across the stellar ocean.
Fragmented Ode
Eternal Embrace
"Stardust to stardust, and we, the curious wanderers, charting our return."