After a long time floating among pieces and silence, something changed. Borsiis noticed a faint glow in the distance. It wasn't like the reflection from the fragments. It was a different light. Pink, soft, trembling as if breathing. It didn't move. It didn't blink. It was fixed, as if waiting. Borsiis didn't know what it was. But he felt it. Something in his chest reacted. Not like fear. More like that distant point had something to do with him.