Once upon a twinkle... in a galaxy not far but distant enough.
Whispers of stars tell tales, fragmented and glitching through the waves.
"Did you hear it? The moon's laughter echoes..."
Sometimes, light bends, and so do the stories.
The sun, a mischievous storyteller, plays pranks on the dawn.
Fragments of a forgotten chronicle. A comet's tail reveals whispers.
Listen, can you... feel the constellations mimicking shadows of ancient gods?
And the stars sighed, as they always do, when humans ask the right (or wrong) questions.
The ursa's secret, long kept in spirals of silence.
Nebula's kiss, soft and ephemeral, forever lingers.
"Imagine a realm where light itself tells stories," the old star murmured, flickering in a cosmic glow.
Have you ever danced with shadows? In this ballroom of stars, every whisper is a step.