Jupiter & HollowBoy
I was staring at the stars last night and wondered if one of them might still be remembering an old kingdom. Do you ever think about what stories the sky could be keeping?
It’s a quiet wonder, isn’t it? Each star is a lantern that’s been shining for ages, carrying with it the light of ancient moments. Imagine the sky as a library, with every twinkle holding a tale from a distant past—maybe a forgotten kingdom, a wandering comet, or a quiet night on an alien world. I love to think we’re just reading a few lines from the universe’s long storybook, and there’s always more to discover.