Beneath a solar eclipse, a large celestial being is lovingly held by a disembodied black hand. Its touch burns holes in their skin. Shards of dark glass fill the night sky around them, reflecting golden galaxies and eyes. At the bottom, a smaller version of the figure kneels forward in agony, impaled by swords. Their long black hair hides their face in grief. Shards of glass radiate from their body, reflecting another figure covering its face and crying.