Above, us, in the dark shadows of the outer solar system, there is the shape of something unknown, something unspeakable. It waits, it bides its time, and as the days of summer grow longer, so does its voice grow louder.<br><br>On the quiet island of Sarah Ann in the Pacific Ocean, home of the renowned Firmament Foundation, awkward teenager Eirian Calohan has come in search of the mystery of their father's recent demise. Instead, they are confronted with the stark contrast between languid life on the tiny island and an unspeakable cosmic horror.<br><br>Together with their new friends, they set out to unravel the truth surrounding the death of their father and to also uncover just what it is that the Foundation has reached out to in the dark eternal night of the distant void.

All Cats Are Beautiful

Behind them, they became faintly aware of the bell above the door ringing, but it did not really seem to matter. Instead, they remained there, seated before the almost empty glass, considering their magcat and their late father.


“Tea, please, milk,” said a voice at their side, surprising them slightly as they registered someone else was at the counter.


The magcat opened one eye suspiciously.


A girl, Eirian registered with surprise.


From the pocket of a well-worn pink hoody, she drew a thin phone roughly the size of a playing card and placed it down on the surface of the counter, watching as the space around it lit up to confirm payment. One of the new tarot phones, Eirian realised at once, the kind you could use to summon homunculi without having a decorative card with the creature’s sigil.


Chapter 7