Sunbeam Lair stream of light

The shooting star moved him. And it really did seem like fate in that moment, but Noctura could be convinced otherwise.

Wisdom, he murmured by way of vague agreement, and returned his gaze down to Avannon only once the light had faded. Yes. He paused. All this talk of fate, destiny, faith, wishes, even religion: it seems almost as if you would believe it all if only it were clear to you, organised and laid out before you like a map.