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

Loudly, he sighed, and gestured faintly to the right.


“Phoenix, can you open the blinds?”


The begrudging scrape of a chair followed, and then light filtered into the room, illuminating each of their faces in the mid-morning light. He took a moment, let out another sigh, and slumped in the chair behind his desk.


“Does someone want to tell me what happened to you lot over the weekend, then?”


“This is a bad idea,” Poppy remarked sourly, and then reached out and slipped her arm in theirs, making them look like more of a couple than Eirian was comfortable with.


And yet still, they kept sneaking sideways glances at her, dressed in a long-sleeved Thrasher shirt and black denim skirt, a thin choker of black velvet about her neck, thick eyeliner curling at the corner of her eyes.


Chapter 32