The night curls around itself, a velvet shroud, dense with secrets. Above, a tapestry unfolds—a cosmic symphony composed of silent echoes and ancient lights.
Within this celestial chamber, stars weave tales of consonances, harmonies of light and shadow. Each point, a forgotten whisper, hovers in the void, waiting to be heard.
Consider the stories they tell, how their luminescence bathes the earth in ghostly hues, illuminating the hidden paths of wandering thoughts.
In this passage of reflection, eternity pauses, held captive in the amber of memory. Beneath the cosmic gaze, we are but fleeting notes in the grand opus.
Seek the whispers in the silence, the void's hymns, and let the stars guide your journey.