The Guardian of the Void #40
Amidst the boundless expanse of the cosmos, where stars flicker like distant memories and nebulas swirl in celestial storms, a lone figure stands silently at the edge of existence. Cloaked in shadow, the being's form is both alien and familiar, a silhouette that blends into the void yet draws the gaze of any who dare approach.
Legends speak of the Guardian of the Void, a timeless sentinel who watches over the boundaries between worlds. Some say the figure is a remnant of a forgotten race, others whisper it is an avatar of the universe itself—its purpose unknown, but its presence undeniable.
Beneath the swirling nebulae that light the night sky, the Guardian remains unmoving, as though contemplating the mysteries of time and space. Water laps gently at its feet, reflecting the fiery hues of distant galaxies, yet the ground it stands on seems to stretch into infinity.
Travelers who have glimpsed the Guardian describe a feeling of awe and dread, as though they are witnessing something beyond mortal comprehension. No one knows whether the Guardian is a protector, a harbinger, or simply an observer of the endless dance of creation and destruction.
And yet, for those who stand before it, one truth becomes clear: the cosmos is not empty. It is alive, and it is watching.