From the Aether, I swipe an envelope, unmodeled by cosmic stars. Drift across the distance where echoes of silent comets pen their signatures on the map of dust remnants. Shadows flicker as nebula colonies dance in melodic chaos.
Dear Earth,
An orbiting hug from one solitary to another — do you remember how gravity feels when it's not?
Circling the void with memories sewn into quasar rhythms; each heartbeat a pulse between
known and unknown realms. We find pastures of stars where silence reigns as king.
Manifest your dreams into this universe captured by light years. In the lonely expanse where silhouettes of voids become the canvases of possibility. Outer realms construct letters once hidden, turned into wanderers.