Once in a forever, in the unreality of the near future, the glowing orbs conspired silently overhead, whispering sarcastic secrets to the unwilling dreamers below. Each sphere a starlit beacon of misunderstood intentions, a cosmic joke wrapped in radiant irony.

Is it the end of dreams or merely the beginning of the end? Luminous and lecherous, the pearls of the universe mock our aspirations. Oh, how they twinkle with unfulfilled promises, like the ephemeral glow of last night's forgotten champagne.