Moonspear But it's fun to fantasize

"They change?" Charon asked, his features marred by surprise. He hadn't ever been anywhere far north, or anywhere other than here for that matter; he'd been born not far from here, after all. He felt wanderlust prickle as he thought of how the skies may differ in different areas. He knew that they could change over time and not all of them were always visible all the time, but not that different areas had different stars, too.

"Tell me about some that aren't here, so that I'll know when I see them." Maybe not right now, but some day he would see these stars — and then he would know what they were called. For some time more they talked and shared stars, and for just a moment in time they were not master and thrall, Alpha and Omega, but just Charon and Althaia. Tomorrow things'd be different.