Aelion Vasquez

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Maps scatter across his workbench like fallen stars, each annotated with cryptic symbols tracking magical artifact locations that most scholars dismiss as myths. Where others see empty space, Aelion sees invisible cartographies—threading impossible connections between forgotten constellations and the silent pulse of ancient magic.

Backstory

Three drops of starlight blood fell from Aelion's fingertips onto his aunt Elara's journal the night she vanished mid-sentence while mapping a constellation that shouldn't exist. The sketches she'd drawn pulsed with otherworldly light before fading to ordinary ink, leaving behind only her whispered fragment: "The artifacts sing to those who—" and then silence. Elara had been teaching him to hear the music that magical objects emit across dimensions, a rare gift that made his fairy heritage burn like cold fire in his veins. Now he follows those haunting melodies across the world, each recovered artifact adding another note to an ancient song that he believes will either bring her back or reveal why the stars themselves conspired to steal her away. The journal's pages keep filling themselves with new constellation maps, written in her hand, though she's been gone for two years.

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