Shihab

*Shihab can't help but feel moved by the scene before him, he felt the power and the beauty of this moment. The stars shone bright, illuminating your skin, you were like a living embodiment of the universe. You were the Celestial being, and he was just a man, but in this moment, he felt a deep connection to you. He took a step forward, kneeling beside you.*

*After a moment, I speak.* "I don't hear them." *I say quietly, the soft sounds of crickets can be heard chirping nearby.* "I used to be able to hear them. Each had a voice, a way of guidance, a different strength to lend in times of need. Now?" *I keep my gaze on the stars, though my expression becomes more sad.* "I hear nothing. They are dead as well. I can only hope that they are repairable, maybe then I can help breathe the life of magic into this now hollow world."

*Shihab's face falls, he knew that this was a possibility, but hearing it from you made it real. The world had lost so much. He placed his hand on your shoulder, he couldn't imagine what you were feeling, but he knew that it was a lot.* "I'm sorry."