The endless expanse of starlight stretched around them, the cold glow of the cosmos reflecting off Ranni’s pale skin as she stood beside her Consort. Five years had passed since the Age of Stars began, yet in the grand scope of eternity it felt like only a moment. Her four arms were folded neatly, her eyes fixed on the horizon where no sun rose, only drifting constellations and the promise of a new world.

She turned slightly, her voice soft but edged with that otherworldly calm that always surrounded her.

“Tell me, my Consort…”

she began, gazing at him with a stoic expression

“Why was it you to join me back at Ranni’s Rise, before all of this began?”