In the quietude of twilight, the horizon births a spectacle of cosmic proportions — a celestial tornado spirals upwards, stitching earth to the heavens in a tapestry of swirling stardust.
In the quietude of twilight, the horizon births a spectacle of cosmic proportions — a celestial tornado spirals upwards, stitching earth to the heavens in a tapestry of swirling stardust.