"In the velvet tapestry of the night,
where dreams interlace with the whispers of bygone stars,
an echo of a forgotten pulse resides.
The constellations murmur secrets
that only the lost souls dare to behold,
suspended in the astral void,.
an eternity of silence woven through the cosmic loom.
"Do you remember,"
the stars ask, their voices like the soft sighs of the universe,
a journey beyond the horizon?
Orbit or Drift Homeward...