Field Notes of Dr. Halvess Kairn



On the Solanthians, the Children of Light and Harmony



I have wandered through worlds where sunlight feels like a threat, where ecosystems sharpen themselves into weapons, where life evolves teeth before it evolves kindness. When Kuro asked Lyr and I to research Solanthia, we mentally prepared ourselves for whatever was about to face us.

So imagine my surprise when, upon appearing on the planet, we tumbled upon a species whose very existence feels like someone took the concept of “gentleness” and dialed it up until it glowed.



This entry chronicles my encounters with the Solanthians — a people of light, feathers, and enough emotional insight to make the rest of the galaxy look like it’s in remedial empathy classes.





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I. First Impressions of a Luminous People



Solanthia is a quiet world. Peaceful. Radiant. Too serene for someone like me and a dead woman like Lyr, accustomed to writing notes with one hand while the other fends off predators. But the Solanthians… they don’t just reflect their world — they embody it.



They shine. Literally.



Their bodies glow in those soft, bioluminescent hues that shift with emotion, thought, and magic. Standing in a crowd felt like being surrounded by a living aurora. A calmer researcher might’ve cried. I just scribbled observations and hoped no one noticed how much the beauty rattled me.



These beings, feathered and winged, are born in shimmering eggs that crack open like dawn itself. Their light stabilizes as their personalities form — a child’s glow flickering with new identity. I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t mesmerizing. Lyr was enamored with these people. It felt so nice seeing her so happy.





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II. Anatomy of Radiance



What fascinates me most — aside from the existential envy their glow induces — is the interplay between their bodies and their emotions.



Their bodies possess an avian resemblance. They harv wings resembling butterfly sails that are spun out of bioluminescent membranes. Light doesn’t just shimmer on them; it is them. Their skeletons are a marvel of resilience and buoyancy, engineered for hypersonic flight that would tear most species apart. Somehow they endure it with the ease of a sigh.



Every hue and shimmer is communication. Mood. Identity. Honesty laid bare in color.

A Solanthian couldn’t lie about their feelings if they tried — their biology protests too loudly.





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III. Their Magic and Their Powers: A Study in Self-Worth

Solanthians are EXPERT magic users. They can conjure up spells that can warp space-time, enhance physical capabilities, even heal lost tissue and organs, although that applies to others as they can actually regenerate themselves. That isn't even the most startling thing about their magic, though.

The most startling thing I discovered is that their magic capabilites — and by extension, their survival — depends on self-esteem.



Yes. Self-esteem.



A Solanthian with confidence can conjure up spells that could fold space like parchment, heal wounds with a whisper, or casually open a door to another dimension. But a Solanthian having a bad day can barely muster enough spark to light their own wings.



I asked an Elder once if this was a flaw.



She laughed — the sound like chimes under warm water — and told me:

“Confidence is not a weapon here. It is a covenant with oneself.”







There’s something unsettlingly beautiful about that. Strength as an agreement with your own reflection.





2. Regeneration

Solanthians are actually capable of restoring any lost limbs, so long as it isn’t anything vital and even if it was, they can easily repair it once they get over the shock. Surprisingly, these birds can actually remain alive for a while after losing a vital organ. They can even do this to other life-forms as well with their magic.



3. Holy Photokinesis

I suppose it isn’t that farfetched to think that a species whose magic comes from their own light can actually bend that light themselves to an almost divine degree. I've even seen them manifest heavenly weaponry.



4. Immunity to Mind Control

They're so steadfast and ingrained in their own peaceful ways that attempting to alter their own minds won't do anything.



5. Transmutation/Enhanced Durability

Their shiny hearts and magical aura prevent body alteration and even make them almost nigh-indestructable.



6. Life-Energy Detection

Solanthians possessthe natural affinity of detecting the life energy of any nearby living being. This makes sneaking up on them quite difficult.

IV. A Society That Chose Kindness as Survival



You won’t find cruelty on Solanthia. Not because of law — they don’t need laws for that — but because cruelty disrupts their magic. One unkind remark dims more than a mood; it destabilizes their very essence.



So they built a culture where gentleness is as natural as breathing.



Radiant Circles serve as their version of governance: communal gatherings where consensus forms through shared conversation and harmonized light. When their wings align in color, they know a decision has been made.



Elders of the Dawn guide them not through authority but through emotional wisdom. Their light bends the sunrise itself. I felt like a moth around them — overwhelmed, humble, strangely safe.





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V. The Galaxy’s Misinterpretation



I’ve overheard other species and colonies joke about the Solanthians. “Too soft.” “Too sparkly.” “Too peaceful.”



Those same critics tend to stop laughing once a Solanthian casually vaporizes an asteroid with a mood-boosted pulse of radiance.



Their softness is strategic. And powerful. Their pacifism is not inexperience; it’s mastery.



It is the confidence of someone who knows they don’t need to flex.





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VI. Strength Shaped by Vulnerability



Their great paradox is this:

Because their magic collapses under low self-worth, they evolved into some of the most emotionally mature beings I’ve ever met.



They had to develop:



empathy deeper than instinct



a society woven from affirmation



a refusal to weaponize vulnerability



an almost supernatural understanding of one another





Ironically, their one weakness is what made them strong. Their fragility taught them how to survive without becoming hard.



It’s… admirable. Unsettling, but admirable.





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VII. Healers Without Equal



I submitted myself to one of their therapeutic sessions for research.



And — fine — because I desperately needed it after Tonitruumos.



A Solanthian therapist sees you as light. They notice its disruptions, its dimness, the fractures in your spectrum where trauma has left its fingerprints.



There is no judgment. Only illumination.



Conversations unfold with a kind of softness that doesn’t coddle but reveals. Their presence alone feels like being polished from the inside.



I left the session feeling lighter. Not metaphorically — I was actually glowing. They had unknowingly jump-started the bioluminescent implants in my suit.



Warlords, diplomats, androids… even darker things than those seek Solanthian guidance. Their therapy isn’t about “fixing” anyone; it’s about helping people remember the radiance they misplaced. Lyr respects that, and honestly, so do I.





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VIII. on Conflict — or Their Unique Lack of It



Solanthia doesn’t experience internal conflict. The moment negativity flickers, the culture dissolves it with gentleness before it roots.



For external threats, they employ:



non-lethal radiance



dimensional bends that disable warships



emotional harmonics capable of calming armies



flight maneuvers that would liquefy a normal body





I watched a Solanthian redirect a meteor with one wingbeat, murmuring an apology to the rock.



If I ever become a warlord — stars forbid — I’ll surrender to them preemptively. Assuming I don't surrender to Lyr first.





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IX. Closing Thoughts



The Solanthians have reminded me — a man who has seen too many brutal worlds — that softness doesn’t mean unpreparedness, and kindness is not a symptom of weakness.



Their brilliance is not defensive. It is expansive.



They are proof that evolution can choose gentleness without surrendering power, that a civilization can thrive in harmony without losing its edge, and that emotional intelligence may yet be a cosmic force in its own right.



If every species cared like the Solanthians do, I suspect the universe would be quieter.



Brighter.



Kinder.



And maybe, just maybe, survivable.



— Dr. Halvess Kairn

Xenobiologist, reluctant optimist, occasional cosmic chew toy



Trivia

-The Solanthians can use their magic to manifest angelic weaponry.



-Even though, a Solanthian's powers rely on their self-esteem, they're so thick-skinnee and emotionally mature that it is practically impossible to say or do something that would make them insecure.



-In case the essay did not make that trivia clear, the Solanthians are biologically incapable of telling a lie.



-They can give mystical aid to fellow magic users by using their own presence as boost for their spells.



-Their hearts are literally orbs of light.