Auri grows sleepy as its light grows stronger.
When the crystal shines at its brightest, Auri closes its eyes and rests, trusting that warmth has already done its work.
No one knows where Auri goes at dawn.
Some say it melts into the morning mist.
Others believe it hides inside the crystal itself, waiting for the next night when someone needs a little light.
One thing is certain — if you ever feel safe for no reason at all, Auri has been there.