Past the last seller. Past capitulation. Where the chart flatlines and the volume reads zero and every light has gone out —
— there is a small creature holding a lantern.
His name is Glint. He is the last glimmer when everything else has gone dark. He does not sell. He does not leave. He keeps the light on, down there in the deep, so that when you crawl back up, there is still something glowing to guide you home.
as long as one glint remains, it can all come back.