"... show me the sky number One...."
Scanning…
Overhead now: the winter stars are on watch.
The high ground belongs to Orion, steady and unmistakable, with Taurus close by. Aldebaran holds position, the Pleiades riding nearby in tight formation. Auriga arcs above, bright and steady.
Status:
Clear, stable sky geometry. Familiar sentinels overhead.
You’re under well-known stars, Captain.
"... awesome, time to write..."
"... materialize... a jar of pens... all realms"
Captain...?
She's with her staff number one.
Playing cello...
"... I like the strings..."
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