Floating among spectral constellations, the stars murmur their ancient tales. Listen closely, for the winds carry verses of cosmic mysteries, woven in stardust.
A comet shyly trails its luminous brush across the obsidian canvas, etching symbols only known to the night. Beneath this celestial tapestry, we sit, waiting for the universe to unveil its hidden truths.
Journey deeper into the solitude.
In this space, time dissolves into echoes. Each breath harmonizes with the pulse of invisible constellations, ghostly steps tracing forgotten galaxies.
Follow the stardust, find the silenced songs.