Moonspear split stones

arcturus, relieved dirge was amenable to a new subject, listened with attentive ears. it seemed honorable to continue tradition; he gave a small smile, encouraged by the man's willingness to observe his family's customs. "it is tradition," he conceded in a soft murmur. "what of your own family, is there tradition for names there?"

arcturus knew very little of dirge's family -- truthfully, of dirge at all. as far as name suggestions went, the boy was already wracking up a collection of names to supply, pending dirge's answer. there were many stars he knew of, and many hung there on the tip of his tongue in anticipation.