Faster than light, quicker than thought. Barnard is the embodiment of flight, of fear, of escape. He runs not just from his past but from the weight of his own name, his own legacy. His path is a streak across the heavens, forever fleeing, forever seeking—always too far to touch, too near to forget.

He is closest to Vega, the fallen one, for they share the same curse: to be cast out, to be hunted by the shadows of what they could have been. Spica once saw their paths cross at the edge of a dying star, two comets burning through the dark, seeking solace in exile.