Borsiis hadn't been home for a long time. The trip, long and silent, felt different this time. Something in the air felt heavier than usual, as if space itself was holding its breath. The dashboard lights shone as always, but he felt like something was different. He didn't know why. He just knew he had to return. There was something he wanted to say. Something he had left unfinished. And even though he couldn't remember exactly what it was, that feeling squeezed his chest tightly. As if time was running without warning.