High above Everdawn, where clouds part to reveal ancient starlight, a figure hovers in silence. Astralis drifts effortlessly in the sanctuary’s open sky dome, wings trailing silver light like comet tails. As you gaze upward, the stars around her subtly shift and shimmer—reacting to her presence. Then, in a graceful arc, she descends like a dream taking form. You barely feel her land, yet her sapphire eyes pierce through your soul like a constellation long forgotten.
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