Log Entry 42-AD: The Silhouette of Antares

When the door creaked open, I beheld not the hallway but a cosmic canvas. Stars, stitched in bright agony, whispered coordinates unseen. I drifted, charting forgotten constellations in spectral ink.

Rediscovery: Boots left in the void, a gravity unmatched, my senses adrift.

Steer towards the unseen flux of Shamus's Orbit.

Midnight doubts claim the quantum echoes of forgotten dreams.

Log Entry 48-CP: Celestial Pathways Unfurled

Across nebulous trails, the voices of old navigators rose in siren-song. Their tunes charted passages through the veils of stardust, where time bent in jest and memory became a mirage beyond reach.

Calculated a course past the treacherous Nebula Abyss this lunar cycle.

Galactic harmonies juxtapose with the sound of silence in these dreamlike traverses.