Firefly Glen service and sacrifice

The galactic theme was a common one in the Ostrega line. Many of them were named after items from beyond their realm – beyond their planet. While the dark young stargazer knew enough about his calling to be aware of where his name came from, he did not know any of the details behind it. Named after a star but completely unaware of the significance of that moniker. For the first time, the golden-eyed boy felt like he might have a chance to really learn about the stars that glittered over their heads.
 
“I only know that my siblings and I were named after stars, but I don’t know the importance of each one. Maybe you could start there?”
 
The smokiness of his voice was soft, uncertain.
 
Atlas didn’t want to trouble the girl, but she did come off as being a welcoming individual. If he had to, he would have guessed that she was rather excited to be able to share the knowledge she’d earned. He hungered for as much of it as he could get. If she would willingly offer it, he would bask in the newfound lore that he might gather from her.