In the cadence of silent constellations,
where time folds softly,
figments of the past dance upon
the luminous auroras of memory.
Navigate through nebulous jungles,
embrace the fading echoes of
galaxies lost to the breadth of dreams.
Orbit or
Fragment.
And when the gentle zephyrs speak,
let them guide your fingers
across the endlessness of the
Ephemeral Symphony.