Star log, 13th eve of the Black Horizon,
The firmament whispers, a language forgotten; the murmur of silence sings of ancient paths untraveled.
Guiding stars bleed crimson into the cosmic void. Charts blank, echoes blue in aquatic absences.
Return to SilenceStar log, 20th twilight of the Sable Abyss,
Light bends oddly in the labyrinth of shadows,
Fear clings to celestial maps, inked in shades of the serpent’s song.
Navigate by the whisper of forgotten constellations, threnodies of lost mariners.
Climb the AbyssStar log, 27th dawn of the Ebon Voyager,
Stars align in opaque conspiracies, a celestial tribunal.
Voids sing louder, drowning the frail murmurs of daybreak;
In darkness, find hymns of the astral choir's lament.
Sail the Murmur