Time/Date: TC1853.01.22 – Late Evening
Location: Private Xuán Palace Courtyard
Snow fell from a cloudless sky.
Kael watched the flakes drift down through darkness, each one catching starlight before dissolving against the courtyard's heated stone. The phenomenon should have been impossible—snow required moisture, clouds, atmospheric conditions that the evening's perfect clarity made absurd. But there it was anyway, defying logic the way everything else had today.
Spiritual instability, he thought distantly. His cultivation base fracturing badly enough that reality itself responded. The kind of thing that happened when a celestial family lost its guardian covenant, and everything they'd built on that foundation started to crumble.
