She turned to Orion. “Build your ship. Take whoever wants to leave. There’s a galaxy outside this geode.”
, the eldest, was forged for command. Her jade-threads burned brightest, and she commanded the city’s defensive wards with a flick of her wrist. She spoke in polished ultimatums and slept only four hours a night. Her family respected her. They did not love her. asteria jade familyp
Lyra prepared by suppressing all emotion. Orion prepared by getting drunk on fermented starlight. Elara wasn’t invited. She turned to Orion
Then she faced her father, who had watched in silence. “I am not a Jade,” she said. “I am an Asteria—mother’s maiden name. And I choose to fall.” asteria jade familyp
