Lost Creek Hollow i walk in the cemeteries of this city at night

though silent, terance could see it in the boys eyes that he was taking in all the information. he had questions, though he didn't ask too many. the guardian appreciated this, he himself was not a man of many words-- when he was he tended to stumble over them ungracefully. "many others," terance answered at first, beginning to scan the sky for another formation. 

ah. a small smile pressed it's way onto terance's muzzle.

"that," he said, leaning towards merrick to get better within his line of sight, and pointing up to a series of stars, trying to make sure the boy saw where he was talking about, "is the constellation taurus-- the bull."