Dragoncrest Cliffs these wings off the ground

The girl cants her head, thinking a moment on the male's query. She, too, misses the woman entirely, shifting her weight as she replies. "the stars. I don't know much about them" she admits, and those tiny fires in the dark of night are ever so beautiful. She knows that sometimes, they connect to form pictures, and that sometimes they dart across the sky in a dazzling rush. Besides that, however, she knows little.