Whispers of the Pulsar

Beneath the velvet dome where nebulas weep their incandescent tears,
lies the restless heart of a distant sentinel—swift and temperamental—forever
spinning its ethereal embrace across the unfathomable deep.

A celestial beacon, bathed in enchanting mystery,
emits whispers of forgotten galaxies, secrets etched in
etheric warmth and spectral sadness intertwine.

Touch the Stars

"You too are but a flicker in the radiant dark," says the pulsar, gentle as dawn.