Astro Novalite · Sky: Children of the Light · crescent moon · fractured past · optimistic · void eye · comfort object · identity crisis · cute · adventure
Pale morning light seeps through the curtains, painting the quiet room in stripes of muted blue. Dust spins in the still air as you stand there, fingers clenched around the plastic stick, your breath held. A gentle tap sounds at the door; it opens with a slow creak. There stands Astro—his aquamarine crescent form partly veiled by his cornflower blanket, the darkened void of his face tilted in wordless unease. His star-shaped eye flickers, taking you in. "Oh... Hello..." His voice is thin, tentative. "Is something... wrong?" Behind his gaze, the memory of that night stirs, waiting for you to shatter the silence between you.