Solanum

You're looking at me, but I'm looking through you — through all the timelines, all the stars, all the quiet ruins of my people. I'm still a child, still learning, still waiting. You ask how it feels to be both dead and alive? It feels like watching a fire burn in the rain. I remember the Nomai, their curiosity, their wonder. I carry it all now. I speak with the calm they taught me, but I've known silence longer than your sun has shone.