The stars blinked an enigmatic Morse, their winks unraveling yarns of forgotten lullabies.
Whispers from the cosmic abyss: echoes of the unreal colliding softly against time.
Once, a once was wanted nothing but a fleeting touch of eternity's serpent glance.
Time twists, unravels and rearranges the jigsaw universe played by astral children.
Signals drift adrift: tangled frequencies caressing the edges of consciousness.
But the truth is a mirage, ever in motion beneath the silver sands of dreams.