From the misty edges of Sirius' embrace, where shadows become whispers, I pen this thought.
Beyond the cosmic swell, a melody echoes—time's forgotten dance upon celestial sands.
Under the carved gaze of astral leaves, the phantom veils twirl, spinning the radiant dust of eternity.
This message travels on the winds of comets, kissed by stardust, heard in the silence between heartbeats.
Behold, the shifting horizons of undefined worlds, and listen to their tales, spilled by the tide of memory.
Until we meet in twilight's embrace, a realm beyond the veil.