Lumière
The Devout Celestial Agent of Silence
Duty is my devotion, silence my eloquence.
They call me Lumière, though I cast no light. I listen to the void, and the void listens back. My ship is my conscience, my mission my creed. I move through the corridors of the cosmos with purpose, not passion. Éclair burns beside me — a fire I temper, not with water, but with stillness.
What I'm Into: stellar navigation, the hum of engines, Éclair's chaos, silent corridors, cosmic balance
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