Wisten and I walk together, while Makish and the others move among the crowd.
On Siksa, we no longer celebrate Sindar’s day, but here, on Sinesu, it’s the happiest day of the year.
The town square is filled with every type of food and entertainment.
We wander from place to place, enjoying the dance, song, and storytelling.
The clothing and the buildings surround us with a rich sea of color, too bright for everyday life.
On Sindar’s day, no one would dare dress their buildings in white, black, or grey.
The Jiku wear new jewelry and clothing, and … Read more
Sinesu waits, the home planet of the Jiku.
Makish and I watch it on the viewer as Keesha’s ship completes its first orbit.
I’ve never been there, but I can feel its soft dirt beneath my feet, and taste its sweet air.
I can’t explain it, but the memories are mine.
The roof of the city, a thousand feet above us, is invisible at night, hidden behind an endless sea of bright stars.
By day, the crystal roof lets daylight pour through, to provide the city with a strong, even, light.
At night, the crystal strengthens the natural starlight, until the roof is covered with stars, and our eyes and the streets are filled with a gentle light.
The starlight takes hold of every path, and follows us as we walk through the city.
Even on this night of a dark moon.
The enhanced starlight has a … Read more