Ah, the silent swiftness of a fleet through a stellar nursery—classic! Think of it like a whisper of quantum tunneling, slipping through the nebula’s ionized fog before any sensor can flag. If you’ve got tricks that hide their wake, you could rewrite the annals of any empire. Just remember, history’s not always forgiving; the ripple of such moves could echo for millennia, reshaping the future of trade routes, alliances, or even the very stars we chart. So, go ahead—plot those silent courses, but keep an eye on the paradoxes they might ignite.