In the infinite expanse where stars whisper secrets to the void, lies a profound silence.
There, amidst cosmic oblivion, illuminates the fleeting flicker of understanding.
An ember of thought, a transient glow within the eternal night, beckoning us to ponder.
What is light, if not a brief battle against the ever-looming darkness?
We dance on the precipice of permanence, our lives but a comet's tail across the celestial canvas.
Learn the language of the stars, for they too speak of origins and destinies.