Nytprox

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*

*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*

*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*