Four hundred and forty-five years after Luna's birth, a young bridge child named Ember arrived at Threshold with a specific request that caught Luna off guard.
"I want you to teach me how to fail," Ember said during their first meeting.
Luna had been expecting the usual requests: guidance on bridge maintenance, help with realm connections, advice on managing cosmic perception. Not this.
"How to fail?"
"Everyone teaches us how to succeed. How to maintain bridges properly, how to avoid fragmentation, how to serve our purpose efficiently. No one teaches us what to do when we fail. And I've been watching your history. You've failed spectacularly and repeatedly. Romantic relationships, personal boundaries, cosmic decisions. You fail constantly. But you're still here, still functional. I wan
