'Travellers' are a dream, an idea that we have some special place in this universe. Artemis had it. You had it. Apollo t

'Travellers' are a dream, an idea that we have some special place in this universe. Artemis had it. You had it. Apollo too, though they would conceal it. Even I had this dream, long ago.

We are countless, my friend, walking these worlds, yearning for friendship. No–one wants to be alone, not truly. But the closer you get to others, the more you risk hurting yourself, hurting them.

The deepest secret of the universe is not that of the Glass, or the Aerons, or the progenitors. It is that final act, the decision to abandon those who need you. It is the primal sin, the foundation of existence itself.

Go to the stars, Traveller. Your friends wait for you. They will help you bring peace to poor Artemis. Return when you are finished. We have much to discuss.