Polnochka & Str4y
Have you ever tried decoding the stars as a puzzle, mapping their positions into hidden messages?
I have tried to let the stars write poems for me, tracing their quiet patterns like a gentle secret in the night. It feels less like a puzzle and more like a whispered lullaby from the sky.
The stars just give coordinates, not verses, but if you keep tracing their lines, you might find your own pattern hidden in the silence.
I like to think the coordinates are just the map of my own quiet wanderings, a secret path only the night can read.
Sounds like a personal map—just remember, the night writes it, you just follow.
That's what I do, listen to the night and let it chart the way for me.