He stood outside and looked up at the night sky. it was clear, it was almost the new moon and and the stars blazed like points of cut glass on black velvet.

He traced a familiar line; he could never remember all the names of the patterns that had been there since the beginning, but he knew where to find them.

He wondered which of the lines he could follow that would lead him directly to where she was…

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