Beneath the ancient speaking oak's twisted wisdom lies the murmurs of forgotten aeons. Be still and partake of these hushed revelations.
Lesson from the Starborn:
The cosmos speaks a language older than words: a melody of stars and gravities. Attend closely, and you shall learn to dance across its diameters.
Moral sentinels of the astral wilderness will guide your inquiries: trust in the lunar tides, for they align your inner compass with celestial truths.
Embrace the void without fear; it is the cradle before every birth. A polynomial map drawn in stardust contours will reveal all where once there were shadows.