The stars have always been my companions. Far beyond their shimmering beauty, they are the threads that weave the fabric of my music. As I stand here, alone in the quiet, I feel their presence like a soft, distant hum, a vibration that resonates deep within my chest. My song isn’t just for me. It’s for the cosmos, for the endless vastness that stretches beyond comprehension. Every note I sing is a whisper to the universe, a call to the stars and everything they touch.

But then, I hear it—the sound of footsteps, quiet at first, hesitant, as though someone is unsure whether to disturb the tranquility. I don’t stop. I know who it is, even before the first words leave their lips.

"There you are. I've been looking for you."