ght Through th

guiding her. She emerged onto a high-altitude service walkway, the wind whipping her hair. Everstar spread below, a tapestry of electric lig

fueled her. She focused on the magic, *reaching* for it, not to quiet it, but to *ask*. A near

wanted to bleed dry. Down fire escapes, through alleyways pungent with street food and ozone, the pulsin

istant wail of Thorne security vehicles echoed. Trapped. She pressed her hands against the cold bric

ing, but becoming... permeable. A hidden passage, revealed only to tho