Log Entry 4732-Theta-Unknown: The North Star has once again proven untrustworthy, gleaming mockingly as it guides us nowhere. Questions arise as to whether anyone read the instruction manual this time.
Log Entry 3821-Alpha-Guess: Jupiter's jealousy over Mars' unexpected radiance is palpable. Metaphorical ships have sailed, taking with them the absurd notion that planetary gossip can be silenced.
Log Entry 9045-Phi-Errant: Sun's daily routine pilfered in the absence of creativity, eclipses plotted in the name of varied shadow. Venus remains uninspired, too preoccupied with its own orbit to care for the lost souls below.
Log Entry 7200-Omega-True North: A band of luminescent turtles encapsulated the horizon, ironically charting our path erstwhile sages foretold. Are directional sangfroid whispers a sign of the divine's had enough?