As the stardust trail faded, Aria sensed a presence beside her. She turned to see a figure cloaked in shimmering starlight, its features indistinct. The figure reached out a hand, and Aria felt an jolt of electricity as their fingers touched.
"Who are you?" Aria asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The figure didn't respond, but instead, began to sing. Its voice was like nothing Aria had ever heard – a harmonious blend of celestial music and pure, unadulterated magic.
Aria's lyre began to glow, the strings vibrating in resonance with the figure's song. Together, they wove a melody that seemed to capture the essence of the stars themselves.
As they sang, the night sky transformed around them. Stars burst into bloom, their light swirling into ethereal patterns that danced across the velvet expanse. The air was filled with the sweet scent of stardust, and Aria felt her very soul being lifted up into the celestial realm.
But as the music reached its crescendo, Aria sensed a discordant note – a faint, ominous hum that seemed to emanate from the shadows themselves.