In the cradle of stardust, our thoughts drift like ancient whispers through the cosmic void. Echoes of once luminous thoughts, now veiled in the silent embrace of galactic expanses.
The cosmic lullabies sing of forgotten epochs, where every star is a tale untold, a dream unsung, transcending the boundaries of time and space, inviting us to listen, to reflect.
Are our thoughts mere reflections of the universe, or are they stars in their own right, giving light to darkness within?