0100h: Stars align as anticipated, Vega's glow is unusually bright. Navigating through thought.
0300h: Wind whispers secrets of the cosmos. The door hums softly; we are neither here nor there.
0500h: Encountered the Unseen current. Known only to the old maps' ghostly etchings.
0800h: Morning dew on the astral chart, marking the passage between real and perceived.
0200h: Drean Tides, oscillating. The gyroscope's song falters.
0430h: Charted deviations. Measured distances in dreams rather than knots.
0700h: Coffee brewed amidst stars. Time fractured at the cusp of reality.
1100h: The door awaits, neither ajar nor sealed. An invitation to ambiguity.
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