Stardust drifted where the Long Road had once stretched.
The shattered fragments did not fall.
They simply faded, as though the universe itself had accepted the loss.
Rowan tightened the strap of his satchel.
"We can't repair the road all at once."
Captain Elian looked at the glowing page in Luma's book.
"Then where do we begin?"
Luma watched as the two illuminated circles pulsed softly.
"The book isn't pointing to places."
"It's pointing to people."
---
The Beacon of Horizons projected a beam of light across the storm.
Instead of revealing a destination, it traced a single heartbeat.
Steady.
Determined.
Far beyond Auroris.
Far beyond the Canvas World.
In a forgotten corner of the Infinite Frontier.
Rowan smiled.
"The book has chosen its first Companion."
---
The Black
