The Great Game, Part 6–When Stars Fall

by James Vachowski

Child! Quickly now, come here! Pull the drapes back, there’s a good lad, and roll me to the window.  See… there! That flash of light!

What?  A meteor?  Don’t be a dunce, child, there’s no such thing. That was a star falling from the heavens, as sure as I’m alive. But draw the curtains now, if you please. A single shooting star is an omen of luck, but seeing several foretells death. I’ve seen enough death in my time, and I fear that my own summons cannot be too far off.

Ah, thank you. The stars are beautiful flashes of silver from afar, but terrifying when viewed up close. What? Of course I’ve seen a star up close, child! In fact, I’ve actually ridden in one!
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