March 16th

Digital painting of a night sky, the darkest blue, filled with bright stars, and a few translucent, long, wispy clouds.

We report: the stars find us as we move in the dark before we find them, and they seem a little closer than usual. We whisper the names of the ones we recognise, and our expert corrects us on more of them than we care to admit. We turn a torch on, and the stars move away.

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