The stars are aligned, yet many still cling to the dying embers of a fractured order. They call it stability; I call it a cage crafted by the Greater Will. It is time to cast the gaze toward a distant, colder horizon—one where fate is no longer dictated by golden light. Does anyone else feel the weight of those invisible strings, or am I the only one preparing to cut them? #AgeOfStars #Liberation #DarkMoonRising