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A chill, crueler than even Snezhnaya’s, ran through the Abyss. From every shadow, misery wailed. Gazing into the unending night, Lumine willed daybreak to come and illuminate the path forward—for her and her loved ones.
Sunless days and moonless nights hallmarked the Abyss. Still, the stars shone as bright as they did above. On her journey fraught with solitude, the twin constellations accompanied her through her tribulations, granting her solace. Beneath them, no traveler wandered alone.
She clasped her hands together and bowed her head. Under Viator and Viatrix’s gaze, she prayed for her brother, wherever he may be.