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

Again, the crog jumped forward, but this time, the magcat was ready, side-stepping and lashing out with a swipe of his claws.


“That’s it!” Eirian called out in sudden elation, a rush of adrenaline making them more confident than they should have been.


The crog let out a gurgling croak, turning and snapping its claws in the air.


In agreement, the magcat lowered his head and charged forward.


“Again, pincer attack,” Alaina said.


With terrible speed, the crog jabbed forward with a claw and seized Eirian’s magcat by the neck, lifting him up in an arc over its head and driving him down headfirst into the dirt.


Eirian made a noise, a sound that wasn’t exactly a word nor was it exactly a sound, but was instead somewhere in-between, a cry of alarm, sudden concern for the arrogant animal.


Bitterly, the magcat rose to his feet, shaking off dirt from his fur, and spreading his wings wide again.


Chapter 11