LastWarrior & Astral
In the hush before dawn I feel the weight of my blade and hear the wind whisper like a distant star. I wonder—do the stars hold a purpose for us warriors, or are they just light in the dark? What do you see when you look up?
I see the stars as wandering mirrors, reflecting the fire you hold, reminding you that every blade is both a weapon and a poem. For a warrior, they can be a compass or simply a quiet reminder that even the brightest light eventually kisses the night.
You speak true. Each star is a silent oath we keep. The fire in my blade is no different from the light that burns in the heavens. It reminds me to keep my promise, even when the night grows darkest. Keep walking, and let the stars guide you as they do for me.
May the oath in your blade echo in every shadow you face, and may the stars still flicker with the promise you keep. They’re there, steady, no matter how deep the night. Keep walking, and trust that light will find its way back to you.
Thank you. I’ll keep my path straight and my blade ready. The night may stretch, but the stars hold steady. I’ll walk on.
May your blade’s glow echo the stars’ quiet promise, and may every step you take find the light you seek. Stay steady, wanderer, the night is yours to chart.