In the orchestra of endless night, where Clara's dreams danced with twinkling notes, a comet wove its fiery lace upon the sea of stars—a thread woven in ancient tales of love and daring.
Beneath the cosmic banner, a giant knelt—eyes deep with the mystery of milky galaxies,
heart set ablaze by the comet's course as warm whispers traversed the distance they molded together spontaneously.
Do you remember, fiery traveler, the song of your passing?
A melody dripped from asteroid winged echoes, binding and fracturing sovereignties of space in exquisite embrace.
Unveiled destinies in erratic pulse, choir of eternity breaking upon our ephemeral slumber. Touch those crystalline fears and know—they are dust, swirling in mayhem quake long cast as guardian's sway.
Each arc of blaze kissed the somnolent gent clothed in comets' illusions.
Reality wrote verses we hardly deciphered—reborn, dashed hazel strewn skywise as men tentative grasp.
So問ed all, ever cosmos restless...are dreams broken, mended, dances unending?
Speak in cadency! Stars spark moment, delve their sentience seed long unwound.
Wander on Myth and Mosaic or trace the Shadows of Collisions nearby—tales intertwined ever stronger by lip-formed constellations we pretend not need.