In the shadow of the astral canopy, beneath the forgotten stardust, lies the nursery of ancient luminous flowers. Each petal, a whisper from a dying galaxy; each stem, a remnant of cosmic echoes.
Here, seedlings of light are reborn, nurturing in soils of void mist and celestial harmony. They grow slowly; some emanate the soft hum of aades, while others twinkle with the ardor of distant quasars.
As the twilight hour nears, the elder nebula croons lullabies to the seedlings, melodies threaded with threads of light and spun in the fabric of dreams.
Whispered promises of the universe travel through cosmic trenches, forming bridges of stardust connecting realms. Each breath of the nursery resounds with echoes of undiscovered galaxies.
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