Moonspear but when it comes you close your window

drogon. terance felt he could remember that, it reminded him a little bit of dragon... and therefore all of the hundreds of stories his mother had told him about dragons. that didn't mean this drogon guy would be anything like his mother-- or a dragon-- but it was nice to have a connection to mentally put with a face.

if there was an hesitation or reluctancy, terance couldn't sense it. drogon sat himself right down and asked a question, which was-- to terance-- the only way to be interested in something. "constellations are like groups of stars that make pictures or shapes," he replied, turning his nose back up to the sky, "some of 'em are a stretch though." like the dumb sheep... er, ram. like the dumb ram. osprey had pointed it out numbers of times, and terance could point it out in the sky-- he could see it right now-- but it didn't look like a fucking ram. it was just a line. a dumb line. he decided to share that.

"like, uh, you see... that star?" he began, pointing his nose nose. shit-- could he explain this properly? oh well, he'd already started. "if you go... down, like to the left, that's one end of it, and then go back to that first one, and down the the right... and then the two just beneath that guy..." he squinted, making sure he'd counted right. "that's supposed to be a ram." he made a face, like 'people are crazy, right?'