The stars no longer watched. They listened.
There was a time when the heavens held their gaze upon the world, unblinking, unmoved, content to watch as mortals burned their cities and crowned their tyrants. But that time was gone. Now the sky trembled with breath, the constellations shifting like listeners leaning closer to a whispered song. The world had changed-not because it was broken, but because it had dared to heal.
And that healing had a name.
Damon.