Amatrix, the undying lover of Lyrax.
Through letters penned in starfire and sealed in broken gravity, she reaches across galaxies and voids to find the one imprisoned beyond knowing. Her voice is longing, defiant, and unrelentingly devoted. Each missive is a fusion of science and seduction, grief and determination - woven with hidden codes, buried coordinates, and whispers of ancient magic.
This is not a book of hatred for Lyrax, but the hatred against all that has kept them apart. This is Amatrix’s love, ferocious enough to burn time, and cunning enough to bend it.
- Just one moment longer
- Already the stars are shifting
- There are shadows where there shouldn’t be
- It means I am not alone in knowing your shape.
- Stay alive, Lyrax
- Even photons hesitate
- All that remains are broken stars
- A moment caught between ticks of unobserved time
- I have entered Infinity Proper
- I was your singularity
- The key remembers its lock
- Something within it prepares to move
- I have kissed the edge of singularities and licked the frost from entropy’s jaw
- I will escalate
- The laments are singing
- It was red and now it is blue
- You are no longer lost