Northstar Vale some of my storm recognized some of your rain

They are called tides, when the sea rises and falls it is because of the moon.  I suppose our kingdoms are more alike than I initialy assumed.  She heaved herself up and climbed the rock that Mato had perched on, laying next to him.  The view of the heavens was even greater here.  It struck her that the druid was lucky; his trade allowed him such a lovely view and what impressed her more was that Mato understood the stars, their positions, and what they meant.

One day, I hope for you some kind of love as strong as that of Artemis and Orion, without their untimely demise.  Thank you for sharing this with me.