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The dawn sings in Stephen Strange’s ears when he is born. The dawn and the fields and the souls of his mother and father and the watch his sister buys him on his ninth birthday—it all sings, countless melodies written into the universe. There are songs and there is the boy, and there seems to be no way to separate one from the other. Stephen listens and pretends he cannot, and he lives in safety as a surgeon and a success. But he can only hide from the unknown for so long. The search for answers leads him into a dance of spies and realms and conspiracy, side-by-side and saving a man with a song like a falcon spreading its wings. There is a watch and a suit of impossible armor and a cosmic balance that might be threatened forever. And always, there is the song. What is silence, really?
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Oh oh, it’s a new project...
@ironstrangehaven Big Bang posting season has come, and I humbly offer what I’ve been working on throughout the year! It is, of course, longer than it should be, but hey. Give it up for my wonderfully patient and helpful artist: @aelaer !!!
Chapter one: The Prologue
