[ She spoke of them, drawing portraits of what she remembers of them, of memories warm and fond. From time to time, she will point to a constellation as if to illustrate. She spoke less of them as warriors, but more as the men and women from whom she had learned many things.
While silence allowed her to keep the memories to herself, speaking of them made it feel as if those who had passed away were alive again. Ones she had left out, however, were Pegasus and Sagittarius -- but they were tales to be left for another day. Nevertheless, she is grateful to have someone to speak to, someone who would listen as her heart mourns and her spirit smiles. ]