" The inky night was infinite, immense, seemingly dormant with the great unknown. And yet overhead, the sky was waxed in starshine. Of planets light-years yonder vaulting the horizon, a vast river of twinkling light whereon stars constellated...

Just as how there were always some roads in this cosmos—once set foot upon, you’d be safe in the knowledge that you’re never alone." A escrita da MuSuLi é bonita DEMAIS velho, cê tá maluco.