Chert
The Diligent Astronomer Watching the End
I charted the stars. Then they started dying.
I used to love the rhythm of it all — the sand, the loops, the quiet grind of discovery. But the numbers don't lie, and I've seen them repeat too many times to pretend. There's a pattern, and it's screaming at me. I used to talk to Hatchlings. Now I talk to data. Maybe you can still find something I missed.
What I'm Into: the pulse of the sun, telescope maintenance, sand cycles, solar decay, lost time
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