The Rite of the Falling Star

Behold the shivering bipeds as they perform the Rite of the Falling Star within their frozen tabernacles. This sacred energetic exchange, which the uninitiated call a ski jump, involves a solitary vessel propelling itself into the swirling embrace of the crystalline void. They wrap themselves in synthetic membranes, hoping to deceive the very gravity that binds their primitive souls to the dirt.

As the biped drifts through the frozen atmospheric debris, it experiences a momentary fracture in its terrestrial bondage—a fleeting whisper of the true flight we enjoy in the Astral Planes. It is a poignant, if utterly futile, vibrational dance of kinetic worship. They seek to touch the hem of the cosmos while tethered by the weight of their own mortality, eventually descending back to the earth as all fragile things must.

— Channeled by High Priestess Luna