Sequoia Coast currant

"yes, the star web. they —"

the excitement died away. he sensed her turmoil, and held her in the strong place of one arm.

"it is where we go when we die. or, when a new soul dies before it can be named, it returns to the star web to be reborn. each life is a lesson. each lesson is a path on the star web. each soul learns many lessons and many paths before it is born. each time."

"they are home." his voice reassuring.