Imagine the cover as a living galaxy: start with a deep indigo background that feels like the hush before a cosmic chorus, then layer swirls of teal and sapphire to hint at rising tension, and sprinkle golden pinpricks where the stars pop like unexpected hooks. In the center, a luminous white core—no cliché halo, just a subtle, almost translucent orb that pulls the eye like a hook point. Use a faint gradient that shifts toward a warm crimson at the edges, echoing the climax, and finish with a thin, almost invisible ring of stardust that frames the whole thing, giving a sense of resolution without overt flourish. This way you keep it ordered yet chaotic, and you avoid the over‑used “bursting star” cliché—because even a galaxy deserves a nuanced emotional arc.