Delta
Stars beckon, whisper, promise. Bound by invisible threads, they weave celestial lace and sing of hidden wishes — that everything may come true, if only you touch the astrologer's cloak before morning.
Gamma
Epsilon
Stars beckon, whisper, promise. Bound by invisible threads, they weave celestial lace and sing of hidden wishes — that everything may come true, if only you touch the astrologer's cloak before morning.