The lords and ladies of Labyrinthe like to think that light is best used to highlight and accentuate. It is something to be let in through carefully designed crystal or denied in a way that makes the act of denial itself art.
Icarus flew too close to the sun. It was hubris, they say, or complacency, or not respecting the powers greater than you. It is, they might say, an inauspicious name for the mercenary pilots who expect to fly their ships a stone’s throw from the sun.
