Redhawk Caldera greyscale

bridget lay down. teya followed suit. the two reclined shoulder to shoulder, their eyes upon the stars. it occurred to the raven that one day, and perhaps sooner than she thought, sorana might be able to come with her on these sightings. 
maybe even with bridget. 
the selfish snatches of a vision — you, me, baby makes three — flickered. they didn't fade. she felt horrid. she felt emboldened.
orion glowed overhead. 
"did you watch stars, when you at blackwater?"