Gilded Shadows -

"I know," she whispered to the glass. "But sometimes, I just want to see if the stars can outrun the light."

To her left, the burned in eternal, unmoving noon. The sun was a bloated gold eye that never closed, baking the sands until the air shimmered like liquid brass. To her right, the Night-side loomed in jagged, frozen violet. It was a kingdom of perpetual frost where the stars were the only lanterns, cold enough to shatter steel. Gilded Shadows

"Arcalis hasn't moved in centuries, Morgan," the voice replied, softer now. "It won't start today." "I know," she whispered to the glass