Distant Dream - (dub) 4 : Aspiration:

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

Kael didn’t turn. He knew the voice of his mentor, Jax—a man whose lungs were more soot than tissue. "It’s not a ghost, Jax. It’s the Academy. They’re taking applications for the Pilot Program this week." That night, Kael activated his stabilizer

He reached out, his fingers brushing the light. It felt cold, like the wind at high altitudes. The Spire was miles away, protected by gates, guards, and birthrights. But as the blue light reflected in his eyes, the distance didn't feel like a barrier anymore. It felt like a challenge. "The dream is distant, Kael," Jax said, his voice softening

The sky over the Iron District was never truly blue; it was a bruised shade of charcoal, stained by the perpetual rhythm of the heavy-industry vents. For Kael, however, the smog was merely a veil covering the only thing that mattered: the , shimmering like a needle of pure light on the horizon. "Still staring at that ghost?"