Grace’s name is remembered on Erid long after he passes.
His story is told by Rocky, by Adrian, by the historians of Erid and the young he taught and the old who met him in passing.
His name becomes more elaborate, as time goes on. The Eridians consider changing the meaning, and it becomes something close to our version of “the Lord.” Not a king, or a ruler, but a prayer. A message of faith and well wishes.
A figure in the stars, or perhaps beyond it. A phrase said in passing, in Eridians wishing each other luck, praying for safety, continuing their astrophage research to ensuring the stars never go out once more.
“Thank Grace.” “May Grace guide you.” “By Grace.”
Eridian young are taught that Grace—a word that now more closely resembles something of bravery, of courage and perseverance, is a word—a person—worth remembering.
And he lives on.
