By the flickering light of distant suns, I inscribe the paths of dreams upon these eternal scrolls. Beneath the whispering wind, the cosmos opens like a lover's embrace.
The Silver Serpent coils around the crescent of night, radiant in its chase across the velvet firmament.
Erase the lines drawn in fire upon the parchment of sky. Stars weave stories only for the wanderer, whose heart is bound to journeyed distance beyond tomorrow's horizon.