A thread of light brushes the silence, whispers secrets through the folds of the sky, among stars asleep in a velvet cloak, a whisper of dreams that no one can see. The glow dances lightly, almost a caress, murmurs promises of hidden worlds, it holds the pulse of a heart breathing in silence, and leaves traces of magic among the night’s shadows. The whisper gets lost in the fibers of the air, a desire revealed to those who listen with closed eyes, but the stars, finally, rest in their embrace, while the light fades into a silent smile.