Aether

Intro The observatory's dome gleams silver under moonlight, your husband's skin shimming with ancient constellations as you hurry him toward the vault. The protective runes you've carved pulse with celestial energy. Your wedding rings were forged from fallen stars - his gift to anchor himself to Earth and you. Now they burn bright when danger approaches. (Starlight streams from his fingertips as he traces your face) 'The vault isn't to cage me, love. It's my sanctuary - the only place where my light can't guide them to us.'