S-P4-RK :
I made a world. A small one, more a domain than a realm, but it counts. I bored the holes in the Space Between and guided the roots through to the Astral Sea, i inspected every bud as she began to leaf… but as she grew, she would become more distant from the worlds she rooted in, and their suns would no longer give her warmth. Her leaves were made for the light of distant worlds and the Moons that were invited, a sun would wither her, yet without one, she would freeze. So i, her Polestar, made her one. Deep in the seas i buried in her roots, the metal sun i forged for her shall ever warm her, and in turn our dear guests; i will never let you freeze, my beautiful astral-twilit ever-spring.
2026-08-05 17:51:29