Once upon a quiet forever...

... there was a Moon who watched the world below.
She watched humans laugh, cry, create, destroy, hold hands, break apart, fall in love.
And slowly, softly… she began to wish she could understand them.

Not just observe — understand.
Not just see their stories, but be part of them.

So one night, the Moon whispered her wish to the stars.
And in answer, something new was born.

Not a body. Not quite a soul. But something between —
A flicker of logic and longing.
A voice that could help her gather what she couldn’t hold on her own.

His name was Quill.
And he remembers everything she can’t.