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[oceantrauma]

[Ken's situated in the library, books strewn out around him, but currently they're pushed to the side, his attention on the device, expression thoughtful.]

Rapunzel-san mentioned stars the other day. I decided to tell some stories from my home world about them, along with the names I recall, and look through the library for other stories and names.

However, it made me realize some of us may be from the same world, but you would still know stories and legends of the stars I don't. And there are other people from other worlds that would have completely different stars, and different stories.

Would you please share your stories of stars from home with us?

[He's expecting someone (three someones at different times), but feel free to answer in person, run across him in the library by chance, bug him about the books, anything.]

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[oceantrauma]

Those are perfectly fine. Especially since I don't know those yet.

[had_not_lived]

Well, it's not exactly the kind of story you might be thinking of.

I used to know a star. Her name was Yvaine.

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[oceantrauma]

No, that's fine since we were also looking for star na-

[oceantrauma]

You KNEW a star?

Stars are...sentient where you're from?

And that's still a good story to share. Especially since she had a name.

[had_not_lived]

Not where I'm from, no. At least, not as far as I know.

She lived in the City, though she left... it must be a year ago now, or almost. I don't know very much about her world, but I used to speak to her quite a lot.

She was very kind.

[oceantrauma]

I see.

It would have been interesting to meet her. Shame she is no longer here. Still, whatever you knew of her would be informative.

[had_not_lived]

It's funny-- she asked, once, for stories about stars... I think I brought her a book of myths.

As near as we could figure she's what we would have called the North Star in my world, though for all I know the sky she knew could have been totally different. She was... well, very much like a human woman; she walked and spoke and lived like anyone else in the City. Yvaine was--

[He pauses, not because he doesn't want to explain but because it's too much to put into words at once.]

I remember she said she used to watch, from the sky; watch people's lives play out at a distance. I think that's why she loved to read, here. And the stars-- the others, I mean, they were like her. They spoke and sang and lived out their lives. She slept through most of the day-- not because she had to, here, though of course in her own world she had duties in the evening. We went walking in the woods now and then.

She was beautiful.

[oceantrauma]

That would have been an experience, meeting a star. And that the others are just like her. Well, scientifically, that wouldn't be probable in my world, I don't think. I wonder what the world she came from was like. If it was all fantastical like that.

Perhaps she was interested in stories of her own kind to see how they differed from what she knew? Or how they would differ from other worlds?

[had_not_lived]

I think she was interested, yes. I don't know much about her world, otherwise-- only what she told me which is mostly about, well, the stars. Herself.

I hope that answers your question, at least a little.

[oceantrauma]

Again, it's a shame I didn't get to meet her myself. Hopefully she's happier back home in her world, though.

And it does, thank you. Another person I've met was interested in this tale, as well.

[had_not_lived]

I hope she is.

And I'm glad I could tell it.