13/05/2025
A very refined Skirk 🤌
Skirk: Void Star
Sinner's Pupil, Fool's Master
The stars hang above in their night-veiled skies.
The Abyss lies beneath in chthonic depths.
None can know what lies beyond the bespangled heights, just as none can perceive that which dwells in lightless depths.
As the ancient Khaenri'ahn augur once said:
"Venturing out into the universe and down into the abyss are the same—"
"In that both are braving the dark unknown."
In the days after the underground civilization collapsed, upon a patch of unremembered, scorched earth—
The one who despised destiny plucked a young girl from the hand of fate.
Once she had grown up, she too saved a child ensnared by providence.
How good it would be, if warmth could be the measure of all things, if all tales could end in joy...
Yet the road ahead is uncertain, the sights beyond unknown.
