That night, Kael activated his stabilizer. The device hummed—a high-pitched, melodic vibration that cut through the industrial drone of the city. For a fleeting second, the metal frame lifted three inches off the floor, bathed in a soft, azure glow.
"The dream is distant, Kael," Jax said, his voice softening. "Sometimes, keeping your eyes on the horizon just makes you trip over what's right in front of you." (Dub) 4 : Aspiration: Distant Dream
Jax let out a raspy laugh that turned into a cough. "Kid, we’re Ground-Born. Our 'aspiration' is supposed to be making it to forty without losing a limb to a hydraulic press. That Spire? That’s for the Cloud-Born. People with names that sound like silk, not grease." That night, Kael activated his stabilizer
