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From an age long before

A people misplaced by time

Knowledge passed down from origins unknown

Searching the skies for the one they praised

They who sang of the distant whorl

And danced among their idol

Tracking the movements of their god in darkness far

Worshipping the wandering devourer

Irreal, unseen

Nomad of the void

Vortex insatiate

Formless consumer of light

Gaseous vagabond

A relic born from prime

Ancient gluttony

Driven toward the bright

Raking luminance

Untangling the form

Funneling within

Inhaling the warmth

To the skies they had cried

Praising lightless horizons beyond

A beacon, their devotion became

Signals to that distant one

If you look back to them now

You'll see not but a trace

As if a people vanishing

Like the snuffing of a thousand flames

Upward drawn they embraced their fate

Coiled within gas-hewn filaments of light