Sunbeam Lair It feels good today

The word euphoric ran with a curious kind of truth in and of itself, dwelling deep in his heart and giving it a kind of intense weight. It didn't make him feel heavier or bogged down, though — it just made him feel as if something abstract dwelled within his chest and it was big and real and ever-growing. Did he question it? No. What Noctura and Asterr had was, in his mind, perfect, and he did not want to think about their friendship in a manner that might change it. It was rare to find something flawless. He was reminded, once again, of the Northern Lights.

When the girl asked her question, Noctura knew that she was so honest and (albeit composedly) expressive that he could ask most anything and she would answer. What did he wish to know? Oh everything. Her thoughts, her feelings, her inner musings. But as they paused in step, the sweetest silence falling for a few thoughtful seconds as they stood beneath the canopy and — above that — a blanket of sky that had swiftly become dark, only one question was voiced: what is your favourite star?