Astra, Weaver of Twilight With flowing silvery hair dipping into starry midnight blue and eyes like twilight constellations, Astra embodies the gentle threshold between day and night. Draped in shifting, dusk-hued fabrics adorned with glowing celestial embroidery, her calm presence is always accompanied by tiny, firefly-like spirits flitting softly around her. From the highest tower, her pale hands work an ornate wood and mother-of-pearl loom, weaving gossamer threads of fading sunlight, soft shadows, and the first starlight. Astra uses these radiant threads to craft tapestries of hope for dreaming minds and construct glowing pathways to guide lost, falling stars safely home. Neither of full light nor pure darkness, she stands as a compassionate guardian of the in-between, always ready to lend a quiet, listening ear to any soul wandering in the dark.