He raised his shears. Instead of cutting metal, they snipped the gravitational thread that held the comet’s core together. With a final, silent flash, the "Silver Path" disintegrated. The ice didn't shatter; it dissolved into a soft, shimmering mist that would eventually settle as stardust on the very worlds it had once threatened.
Elias stepped into the vacuum, his boots finding purchase on the invisible ley lines of gravity. He reached the comet in a heartbeat. It was a jagged mountain of cobalt ice, screaming in a frequency only he could hear. ExГ©cuteur de comГЁte
For seven thousand years, he had lived in the "Belt of Whispers," a frozen ring at the edge of the solar system. Comets were not just rocks; they were memories of the universe’s birth, wrapped in ice and starlight. But even memories can grow too heavy. When a comet began to fragment, threatening to rain fire upon young, fragile worlds, the Exécuteur was summoned. He raised his shears