The sky scribbles its thoughts, the ink of the cosmos staining the void with tales untold.
We barter in shadows and echoes, trading the intangible for the non-existent.
In the symbols, there lies a truth buried deep in the sands of time—
a reflection of a world seen through the eyes of the ancients.
What do these figures mean to you? To your dreams?
To find solace in a symbol—a quest as old as the stars above.