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Master of Stupidity

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“In the dark pre-dawn quiet he lay facing the window by his bed and stared at the stars hanging in the western sky. They floated over the land like the dust of jewels strewn across black water. These stars had become the milestones that marked his coming passage, and he gazed at them this one last time for the sake of preserving a memory, he supposed. One last view through the windowglass of his youth.”

“I studied the wings, the arm around my waist. 'Please don't drop me. And please don't-' We shot into the sky, fast as a shooting star. Before my yelp finished echoing, the city had yawned wide beneath us. Rhys's hand slid under my knees while the other wrapped around my back and ribs, and we flapped up, up, up into the star-freckled night, into the liquid dark and singing wind. The city lights dropped away until Velaris was a rippling velvet blanket littered with jewels, until the music no longer reached even our pointed ears. The air was chill, but no wind other than a gentle breeze brushed my face- even as we soared with magnificent precision for the House of Wind. Rhys' body was hard and warm against mine, a solid force of nature crafted and honed for this. Even the smell of him reminded me of the wind- rain and salt and something citrus-y I couldn't name. We swerved into an updraft, rising so fast it was instinct to clutch his black tunic as my stomach clenched. I scowled at the soft laugh that ticked my ear. 'I expected more screaming from you. I must not be trying hard enough.' 'Do not,' I hissed, focusing on the approaching tiara of lights in the eternal wall of the mountain. With the sky wheeling overhead and the lights shooting past below, up and down became mirrors- until we were sailing through a sea of stars. Something tight in my chest eased a fraction of its grip.”

“Neotnia translates his words: ‘When I was a little boy, my parents didn’t dance, but they loved to take me camping. I remember being around a campfire much like this one and gazing at the stars with them. I noticed how some showed brighter than others, and some twinkled at different rates. I asked what they were, and my parents told me the stars were kami. “Beautiful, shining kami in the sky. All different. All unique. Just like us.” I had never heard the word before, so assumed “kami” was simply another name for“people”. After that, whenever we went camping, I would always tell my parents I couldn’t wait until nightfall so I could see the beautiful shining people in the sky.”

“She missed the simplicity of Dunia’s clearest, darkest skies, pristine and unencumbered from light pollution. The vast canvas of distant galaxies, nebulas, meteorites and shooting stars had always left her in awe. She often went stargazing on the beach outside her father’s official residence, lying on her back looking up at the heavens as she lost herself in their rich, ancient, mysterious beauty.”