With the stars as your guide

The night is nothing that the small pup fears. In fact, with two sisters in need of the softer moonlight, the young Andy has grown to find the beauty in it. While many look around them, keeping their paws firmly planted on the ground and thoughts on their surroundings, the lavender pup has learned to turn her eyes up to the star-studded sky. They twinkle in their heavenly homes, fascinating her and tickling the pup’s mind with wonder as she ponders what their stories may be. When mom had pulled away from the rest of the family and lead her to one of the mountain passes, the girl had felt a deep thrill begin to pound within her. They made their way up the carved steps, her mother helping her in more than one place.

As they walk, the inky backdrop of the sky calls her onward, promising new and wonderful sights to behold. As they make it to the top of the path, Andy pauses and tilts her head back, breath catching in her throat at the sheer magnitude of stars. The Col had hidden so many from her sight and now, up here, neck straining as she cranes to try and take it all in, the pup feels small. Yet, this feeling is different from the when she feels small standing next to dad or Bas. This… this feeling comes from her very soul. It dwarfs her while circling and cradling her like her loving mother does each night. It speaks to every single part of her being and all the pup can breathily say offer is, “Whoa.”


"Andromeda Fatalis"