The starspheres whispered amongst themselves, their language of luminescent floridity weaving tales as extravagant as a peacock's fan.
Amidst the endless celestial dance, an unexpected clangor arose—two wandering comets colliding, proceeding to argue about spatial etiquette.
Stay a while and journey into the wonted folly of the cosmos, but do mind the rogue hamsters on trapeze duty.
Star Quest Puns
Through the veiled infinity of microcosmic grandeur, there travels a cohort, dressed in quintessentially garish spacesuits of nebula-neon colors, boldly mispronouncing planets along their scramble of errors.
Little did the fools know, that stowaway marsupials had colonized their left socks.
The Tale of Suit ReliabilityScenic Oversights