Once, just as dreams settle into whispers, the Guardians of Shadows emerged under the moonlit sky.
With every stride, they whispered secrets—a language algined with stars.
In this realm, equations governed the rhythm of light and dark, their powers written in the dusk.
while Albediness = ⅓(Orbital^2 + Celestial Arc)
Beneath the shade of towering night oaks,
a young ward whispered to the void,
seeking answers in phantoms of the day. A flicker of essence, elusive as time, answered:
"Where shadows dwell, equations weave destinies."
And thus, the whimsical guardians continued to roam,
carving constellations in the fabric of shadows.
For every guardian, a reflection; for every shadow, a guardian.