And it happens again!
Published on September 12, 2025 | Category: Daily Journaling
Every year, no matter how hard I try, it always happens!
Read More →The rooftops of Lumina were Elara’s domain. A chaotic tapestry of terracotta tiles, precarious chimneys, and laundry lines that fluttered like captured ghosts, it was the only home she’d ever known. By night, the city glowed with a soft, ethereal light, not from gas lamps or electricity, but from the starlight captured in crystalline jars that lined every street and adorned every home.
Tonight, however, a different kind of light called to her. Not the gentle, public luminescence of a thousand lesser stars, but the fierce, concentrated pulse of a star of the first magnitude. It was housed in the observatory of Lord Astorius, a man whose wealth was matched only by his arrogance. Stealing from him wasn't just profitable; it was a public service.