Julezen 2026, Week 4: Aurora
The dusk of winter draws closer and closer every day. Our fate, and the fate of all, lie in wait, in the darkness across the bounds of the shards. Any prophecy we may have had is long gone. If the star is to continue to shine, we must bring about the dawn ourselves. With the sharpness of wit and arm, and brilliance of show of a rose, As a swelling cacophony of doom is swelling from the deep, Let us instead hear the music, and let us dance. In her name, as the moon and the star.

















