I.     The sky had been dead for centuries. A few old textbooks detailed accounts of how humanity tried to reach out to the stars, of how they attempted to walk among them. For the first fifty years or so, the galactic exploration of the human race worked to their advantage. Nothing seemed able

Chanyeol just wanted to see the stars. After living on Arridia all his life, he knew he'd never be satisfied unless he got to see other planets too, but stealing a ship was not as easy as it sounded. Especially when there was unexpected baggage on-board.

The two had watched as the town dwindled down into the steady rhythm of sleep, as people put away their things and climbed into bed, and now there was only silence. Silence, and a cold, blue sun.  

A group of boys, who are all involved with each other somehow, spend their summer in their small hometown, fall in love, and have everyday adventures.  

Suho didn’t care for the Collective and their orders. He wanted nothing to do with them. But that was not his choice to make.  

  It's been nearly two hundred years, and Chanyeol hasn't been seen by anyone besides the Guardians and his fellow spirits since he was chosen by the Man in the Moon as the spirit of summer. But, thanks to a little advice from Jack Frost, all that's about to change.  

Something was coming; Jongin could feel it.  

  Once upon a time there was an ancient god, a timeless priest, and an curious archaeologist.This is their story.    

  Joonmyun dreams of a storm.  

  This was not the Chanyeol he knew, the one who stayed up late with him to watch stupid movies, or did goofy fanservice with him on stage, or offered him bits of his lunch because he thought Baekhyun was too skinny. No, this Chanyeol was different. This Chanyeol terrified him.