The stars, like scattered thoughts, shimmered across the infinite expanse of mind tides. Each flicker a forgotten memory, stitched back together from threads of shadow and light. Beneath the celestial canopy, Lira whispered to the cosmos, hoping her murmur would weave itself into the fabric of constellations.
Once, the ocean's edge was her refuge, where whispers of the wind passed messages from the night. But now, she stood on the brink of a different ocean, an ocean of stars. The sky alive with a luminescence that echoed back her call, creating undulating waves of mind and memory.
As the winds carried her voice, fragments of dreams began to coalesce above, each forming a star in its solitary brilliance. They illuminated the path to unknown landscapes, beckoning with unspoken promises.