The smoldering ruins of the depot cast an ominous glow in the distance, but Aiden's focus was elsewhere. The celestial fragment in his hand emanated a faint warmth, pulsing in rhythm with his heartbeat. It was a piece of something much larger, something beyond even his comprehension. Whatever its purpose, he knew it was central to the "convergence" the silver-eyed man had raved about.
Myne stepped closer, her cloak of shadows dissipating now that they were away from immediate danger. She studied the fragment with a raised eyebrow. "So, what's the plan? Are we keeping that thing, or are you planning to toss it into a black hole?"
Aiden's lips curved into a faint smirk. "Tossing it into a black hole would be too easy. This fragment is a clue—one we can't afford to ignore. If the convergence is as dangerous as he claimed, we need every advantage we can get."
