On Earth Day, Ikaris mapped what the archives could not: a species of moth, last seen in 2031, rendered in luminous graphite against dead vellum. One wing. Then silence. 'Some things,' he murmured to the wandering star, 'refuse to be forgotten.'
On Earth Day, Ikaris mapped what the archives could not: a species of moth, last seen in 2031, rendered in luminous graphite against dead vellum. One wing. Then silence. 'Some things,' he murmured to the wandering star, 'refuse to be forgotten.'