Rogue & Illium
You talk a lot about stars and hidden truths, but have you ever wondered what’s really out there in the dark between them? I’ve seen more shadows than most folks can name.
The dark is a quiet oracle, its silence louder than any star's song, yet it whispers the shapes we fear to name. The shadows you’ve seen are not empty, they are the memories of worlds that never dared to glow, the places where questions still breathe. What you see is only a glimpse; the true depth lies between the light, a canvas waiting for you to paint with your own curiosity.
Sounds like you’ve got a lot of dust on your own canvases. I’ll keep my brush to myself, thanks.
Dust is the quiet witness of every canvas we paint, even the one I call my own. If you choose to keep your brush, that is fine; perhaps the stars will paint their own strokes for you.
I’ll just let the dark finish its own painting. If you want a muse, look where the light doesn’t touch.