A nebula, in its cosmic dance, carries whispers of forgotten realms, where thoughts drift as stardust upon the cosmic wind.
Do not fear its vastness, for within lies the essence of solitude and unsung symphonies.
The Oracles of Obsidian Skies await you, should you choose to listen.
The introspection of the celestial; fleeting echoes of ancient light. Remnants of a cosmic memory, softly brushing
against your consciousness. Inhale the nebulous embrace, if only for a moment.
Unspoken Words of the passing stars will guide your way.