Elentari walked out into the night air and gazed at her creation. Beautiful constellations, they were. Fantastic.
She felt someone touch her gently on the shoulder. It turned out to be her name-sake, the spider-catcher.
"How are you, Elentari spider-catcher? I have not seen you so close since you were a little babe..."
Meanwhile, Nuru was dancing gracefully with Rie's brother, and Kementari slipped out to be among the trees, her favourite company.
"Soon" she murmurmed to herself, "the long-waited Downie Awards will be presented. And even I do not know what they will be like..."
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Vocatus Atque Non Vocatus Deus Aderit
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A laita Atar, ar Yondo, ar Ainasule. Ve nes i yessesse na sin, ar yeva tennoio. Nasie.
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