The constellations whisper secrets in the ancient tongue of lost voyagers. To follow their paths is to trace the fingerprints of the cosmos upon your soul. Step lightly, for these truths are veiled in starlight, illuminating shadows rather than revealing forms.
Begin with Orion, whose belt is a key. Align your intentions, forging purpose from fragments of celestial whispers. When the horizon speaks in constellations, you will know the direction of the unwritten paths:
Navigate to the unseen floors of our existence, where shadows become identities.
Revisit the labyrinth of voices in muttering wisdom that lessons the drumming of doubt.