Beyond the veil of time, lies a tapestry woven with dreams and stardust. Each speck, a tavern where light finds solace after its journey through the cosmic plains.
In shadows dance, the constellations breathe. They whisper to those who listen, sharing secrets of yesteryears, echoes, and unborn futures.
Have you ever traced the architecture of galaxies? Your fingers soaked in the luminescence of histories untold. This correspondence—a gentle caress across ethereal strings.
Somewhere within this stellar labyrinth, I weave my thoughts. Entangled with yours, I hope to resonate on the same frequency, however far you travel.