The Watcher left…But the world didn’t settle.If anything, the silence afterward felt worse.Because now we knewHe wasn’t alone.The Sky Changes AgainThat night, I couldn’t sleep.The spark over my heart kept pulsing slow, steady, but uneasy.So I stepped outside.The air was cool. Calm.Too calm.Then I looked up.And my breath caught.The stars were moving again…But not naturally.They shifted positions deliberately, forming unfamiliar patterns not the structured precision of the Observers, not the chaotic distortions of the Watcher.These were scattered.Erratic.Like multiple minds trying to look at the same thing from different angles.“Aurelion…” I whispered.“I see them,” his voice came from behind me.Many EyesHe stood barefoot in the grass, staring upward, glowing faintly.“They’re all different,” he said.“Different how?”“Some are curious… like him.”“The Watcher.”He nodded.“But others…”He hesitated.“Others feel empty.”A cold chill spread through me.“Empty how?”
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