S-slumber
✦ ━ ❝𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝗱𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱, 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝗯 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝗺𝗲𝘁 ━𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀, 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵𝘀 ..❞
The luminescent glow of the uncountable stars in the sky, admired and studied since the dawn of time. They are gazed upon with admiration, remain omnipresent- exuding an air of omnipotence. In this amber era, one shines with more much greater brilliance, mesmerizing all that lay their eyes upon it.
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"May those who accept their fate be granted happiness; may those who defy it be granted glory --"
One who sees the reflection of their Aeon within the mirror walks a path littered with praise; "Genius," they cry. "A glimmer of hope," they revere. One who believes in the ambiguity regarding the nuance of their path may be welcomed into the gates of despair; "Lunatic", they chide. "Pathetic, desperate, pitiful", they murmur. A Mirror Holder, walks the fine line separating the two.
When should she expect ❝solace❞ to drown her in its gentle embrace? By the end of this journey, who will strip her bare of the titles that wrap around her like layers of gauze, shielding her from an writhen reality? And when will the ❝Wondergazer❞ lower THEIR eyes upon her form once more?
Or,
[First Name] is an inter-galactic engineer specializing in the functionality of unconventional spaceship designs and bringing artificial life to dolls. Before concluding her tale and leaving a final gift to her Aeon with a questionable modus operandi entailling disappearance and certain death, in hopes of review, she wishes to tie up a few loose ends.