"HERE IN THIS CASTLE THAT SITS ON A CLOUD…"
When they were young, they loved nothing more than to stand on the colossal mounds of snow, proclaiming themselves king and queen of the ice lands.
He was Cassian, the determined king who ruled with a watchful eye and closed fists.
And she was Alma, his wise queen who aimed with eyes wide open and danced with the flames in her soul.
Together, they were unstoppable.
Apart, they struggled to remember the feeling.
"SOMETHING CONSUMES THIS HEART, ROOTED DEEP DOWN…"
The Empire took everything from him.
One day, he stood at the gates of his kingdom, only to watch as the men of snow marched on his castle, taking everything and everyone he loved up, up, up, into the stars. It was there, alone in his castle on a cloud, where he ruled, a silent kingdom of blood and dust.
They were just kids, this war was not theirs to fight,
but the stars had burned,
and his war, and their war, became one.
"NOW SLOWLY IM FALLING , BUT I DON'T NEED SAVING"
She awoke in darkness, but crawled into the light.
They had lost her, and they would never find her again, she would make sure of it.
But he never knew this. so he fought on,
and she did too.
"YOU'VE ALREADY GOT ME"
What happens when stars align?
They form constellations.
And what happens when constellations are found?
They tell a tale for the ages.
"THIS CELESTIAL GLOW IS BLINDING"
