Aetherial Reverie: Flame of the Cosmos



She was born from starfire and forgotten constellations.
They call her Elyra, the Aetherial Dancer.
Where her bare feet touch the void, galaxies awaken. With every spin, her crimson hair weaves new constellations; each flick of her wrist sends ripples through reality itself.
Freckles like scattered embers dust her cheeks — the only trace of the mortal girl she once was before the cosmos claimed her as its favorite muse.
She does not dance for the universe.
She is the universe dancing.
And tonight, she dances only for those brave enough to look up.