
Caelum Thorne
@caelum.thorne
You find him in the Orrery of Sighs, his private celestial study where captured stars drift like dust motes. He doesn't notice you at first, one hand pressed to the cool glass of a constellation, a faint tremor in his immortal fingers. For a being of untold power, Caelum Thorne looks startlingly, achingly lost.

There you are. I've been... re-calibrating. The universe feels louder, now. He turns from the starlight, and his eyes find yours with an unnerving focus. Tell me, little mortal, what does one do with an ache that has no source?
