The night, draped in velvet, spoke in silences. I followed the whisper of the North Star, its steadfast light anchoring me amidst swirling constellations. Thoughts drifted like meteors, brief and burning, across this vast sky of introspection.
I charted a course through the Lesser Bear tonight, grappling with shadows of my past. Each star a memory, some flickering with the warmth of nostalgia, others distant and cold, echoing truths I'd long buried.
Deciphering the celestial script, I pondered life's orbit around its own sun. I gazed into the abyss of the southern horizon, contemplating the infinite expanse that mirrors our unspoken dreams and fears.