Stone Circle sing to me all the song of the stars

He had opted to patrol through the early evening and deep in to the night, with frequent breaks near the standing stones. Something about them was appealing to him. Larus couldn't place exactly why, but their presence was almost a comfort. They were so alien - they could not have been a natural formation of the earth - but being in their shadow calmed his pulse each time he passed them by.

As the stars began to make themselves known across an inkblot sky, he came upon the circle again. He was huffing and puffing, his muscles ached from continuous use, and he longed for bed - but he was alert and awake. As he crossed through the center of the circle (which gave him a new sensation, almost like a creeping sensation up his spine) he deviated back to the circumfrence and emerged the other side with a small sigh.