Beneath this tapestry of universal midnight, whence comets weep and galaxies wane, lies the forgotten hearth of constellations nestling in the oceans of oblivion. Once, they whispered secrets to the sea, hands of light dancing upon perrimissed waves, undulating forms tracing the histories of dreams yet unrealized.
In the kaleidoscope of twinkling reflections, where every star is but an echo of ember's touch, the ether vibrates with whispers not meant for mortal ears. The astral paradox spirals, and the heart—the perennial garden of wishes—sways to this cosmic hymn of wanderers, tethered to the enigmatic embrace of time's silent follies.
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