If stars and planets fill you with glee, this is definitely the place to be.

I make you sneeze like there's no tommorow, I make your throat sore with sorrow. I make your eyes itchy and swollen. you've guessed it, I am ...

Much like our clouds, it is open to the interpretation of imaginations; As a community, they come together to create, A star's cradle, they tenderly wrap the new babe in soft swaddling; Dense, but illuminated and flashing panoramics of color, their visiage a celestial gift from them to you; Ptolemy noted a relative, while al-Sufi first named them true

When the wind softly whispers, and lets out the slightest sigh. It's so very gentle, it hardly moves the clouds in the sky.

Endless yet invisible, cradling stars and dreams alike. A canvas where planets dance; void yet infinitely full.