Star of the Pride, Comet ☄️

Komet — The Flame That Rides the Stars

She came not from the void, but through it.
A streak of fire against the cold black sky, tearing through the silence like destiny on wings. Where he was shadow, she was light — fierce, radiant, untamed.

They say she was born in the heart of a dying star, her soul forged in fire and motion. No lion dared claim her, no pride could contain her. She danced with lightning, whispered to the moons, and ran faster than time itself.

But when she crossed paths with The Last Void of Stars, she did not stop — she chose to stay. Not out of submission, but recognition. They were not opposites… they were halves of the same celestial storm.

Now, where he walks in silence, she follows in flame.
She does not speak often — she doesn't need to. Her roar is a comet's blaze, her gaze a burning promise. Together, they are legend: the void and the fire, the silence and the spark.

And the stars remember their names.