Krayon Sol – Edge of the High District Rooftops
The city glowed beneath them like a living tapestry—lanterns drifting in the air, arcane pulses humming through the sky-chains, distant laughter echoing from a festival still burning into the night.
Adam stood alone at the edge of the rooftop, one hand in his coat pocket, the other loosely hanging at his side. The wind tousled his hair gently, and his silver eyes reflected the stars above.
"Knew I'd find you here," came a calm voice behind him.
He didn't turn. He didn't need to.
Aurora.
She stepped up beside him, quiet as breath, her long coat fluttering at the hem. Her gaze followed his, scanning the horizon.
"I can end the Architect and the Spiral," Adam said after a moment, voice low and even. "Snuff them out before they become more than annoyances. But it's not my war, Aurora. It's Joshua's."
He paused, eyes narrowing.
