From stardust woven webs, behold the tapestry of night's embrace.
A flame in the empyrean dance, flickering umbra across the spheres.
The cosmos sings in whispers, dreams echo in the silken void.
Mystery within mystery, the heart of the starlit flame:
The void watches, silent as the astral wind, yet speaks
to those who comprehend the celestial dialect:
The evening star gleams, a beacon to the wandering mind,
daring Hearts to chase its luminescent riddle.