Stavanger Bay A Mile Step By Step

"Some of them would be very old then." She mused, because she knew that her parents had known the same north star as her. The things the stars had seen, it sounded like a story Dwin would tell, but perhaps one that she would like to listen to one day. To Heph, living in forests and plains but not near mountains for her early life the stars had always seemed quite distant. She wondered what it would be like to watch and observe, but not quite touch, remembered a year ago when there was a deluge of falling stars and thought briefly about what Phox might have known or thought about that.

But her mind caught on to another detail of his speech and she queried. "Maybe you can show some to me sometime? The only story I clearly remember with stars is one with the eleven then seven sisters." She forgot which family member of hers had told her that one, but because the stars from the story clustered together she could usually spot them if she really looked.