Dragoncrest Cliffs there is some violent grace in him

He was thankful the night was beautiful and cloudless.  He thought the stars were pretty, though like Silkie he couldn't make much out of them.  Not much, he says, do you see anythin' up there?  He turns to look at his brother and sees Silkie's squinted eyes, then looks to the sky to do the same.  It didn't seem to change anything, other than to make everything more blurry.  I don't think that's working, he concedes.

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It is not long before Tux feels awkward, and he excuses himself to stargaze elsewhere.