1 Followers
Before the first star dared tremble, before spirit found its voice, the universe pulsed with living tendrils of starlight and shadow–the Threadwalk–entwining gods, fae, and humans in a sacred tapestry of memory and ichor.
Once upon a time, the Astrarium sang a song of warm reverence. He knew better than anyone else, because it was her voice that sang along with it. A Goddess born to breathe song into the universe. He had almost forgotten her voice, but as he crouched before the basin, he could hear it clear as day. A warmth filled him as he thought of her, as he thought of Astraea, now born as Auroralili.
