The tales say the Moon's rejected suitor collapsed into seafoam and was borne away by the tide.

Not all tales are true.

Hahn climbs up the knotted rope Krisuk let over the side of the Inner Wall, bearing a brace of birds. The moon shines, catching on his shadow-spun hair, and he says thanks to Yue for staying bright enough for him to see when he hunted in the Agrarian Zone.

The guards on the wall look uncomfortable to see him, but they always did. Something about being crazy. Fuckers.