When the Stars Return the Gaze
Some stars follow everyone. But a few belong only to you — watching, remembering, and quietly returning the gaze.
When the Symbols Wake
Some dreams aren’t dreams — they’re constellations unfolding inside you.
Where symbols move like living stars,
and the cosmos writes in a language only you can read.
The Hours That Listen
Some hours don’t echo — they absorb.
They take what weighs on you and let it dissolve into the dark.