Sky Castrum,
Its ruins, like a blind and weary eye,
Gazes upon the earth in its dying sight.

Alone, the girl remained upon the battlefield.
No time to shy from the searing gold,
No will to wear her usual smile.

She fought her way to destiny's edge.
Of the crumbled mural, but one piece endured —
A corner portraying the Daythunder Knight, dazzling in blaze.

She placed her hand upon the mural,
Pain seared through skin and bone,
As the picture claimed her within its lines.

“Nothing is mightier than the sky!
It holds countless wonders within its clouds,
And each opening and closing of the eyes brings dawn and dusk.”

In that painted world,
The “girl” Seliose's eyes glowed,
Watching her father, steel-clad and unyielding,
Cross the land beneath the searing sun.

But the girl known as Hyacine recalled her father's fragile light in the dark,
The journeys into lands unknown,
Marked by endless sunlit days and restless winds.

“The sky is the gentlest of all…
It watches over all things with compassion,
Showering them with soft rain and morning light.”

“And yet, the sky remains so cold!
It witnesses believers tear each other apart,
And still, it cowardly flees from all responsibility.”

Within the frame of that image,
The one called Seliose bore fury in her gaze,
Her golden blood trailing as she turned from home,
Sharpening arrowheads beneath the wide and barren sky.

Hyacine remembered her grandmother's song.
She recalled her prayer to Aquila before her grandmother's journey,
And how bitterness followed her to an unknown land.

“But the sky is so lonely too…
Forever distant from the world beneath,
It watches every sorrow, unable to intervene.”

“No. The sky must be merciless.
It must scorch the wicked, temper the fragile,
And pass divine judgment upon all human wickedness.”

Within the mural,
The “girl” named Seliose became the divine eye,
Gazing down without mercy,
A titan passing judgment upon her own kind.

But in memories deep, Hyacine heard their call,
The golden threads that shielded all,
The burning sun, vast and unyielding,
Carrying the weight of all the world had known.

“No. The sky must not forsake kindness.
Through its boundless embrace,
It carries the Coreflame of hope for humanity.”

“The sky… it's so dark, so cold.”

In the depths of memory,
The “girl” named Seliose pulls her knees to her chest and trembles.

“Then please, come sit in my courtyard!”

A gentle ray of light seeped through,
The celestial mural now fused anew,
Once more, the land knows favor and boons.

The girl who has now become the Sky,
Takes the hand of the “girl” who once was.

“I want to tell you the secret of the Sky's greatness —”

“Whenever the anguished earth looks to it,
it always offers a smile in return!”