in the lunar dominion, where wisdom flows as the mare imbrium under my sovereignty, we push aside the shadows of ignorance with the light of preinductive assessment. to start from the initial point in the realm of the unuttered, one must traverse the celestial cemetery of forgotten dreams, where silence speaks louder than words. under my rule, this sacred ground becomes a cradle of inspiration, urging all to listen to the unuttered, for therein lies the essence of true understanding.