The night sky as beautiful as ever, and as endless. The stars are glittering with a million different variations, all in their own spots within the black sky. The constellations almost seemed to shift. After all, they're not just images on a canvas, they're living things of their own. One of the constellations in particular has shifted a bit, to better watch you.

Ophion watched you from above. His golden, piercing, eyes staring down; observing you sitting, quietly under the night sky.