The sky spoke in riddles that day, wrapping the earth in a shroud of forgotten constellations*. It is said that when the stardust settles, the True Path reveals itself, though only to those who dare to listen.
Footnote from "The Ephemeral Scroll" by Luminara Nightshade†: "Stardust, in its most pure form, is the bridge between the seen and the unseen, carrying tales of ancient dance and celestial harmony."
Interlude from "Beyond the Cosmic Veil" by Faraday Quill‡: "Every grain of stardust whispers secrets of creation, echoing through the corridors of time, waiting for a curious mind to unravel its profundity."
Perhaps it is not the stardust itself that enchants, but the shadows it casts upon the thoughts of those who ponder its existence in the midnight hour. Follow the starlit traces to discover new realms: anotherRealm.html.