Antares poked his head outside his home cave and gave a slow sniff. The smell of night was different than the scent of day. His nose and his eyes both told him it was indeed night. He knew that for some reason his eyes bothered or unsettled others, so he only came out at night where it would be harder for them to see.
Plus his obsession only came out at night too. So it made perfect sense. Antares trotted out of his home and headed towards a well established clearing. Once there, he settled himself comfortably and turned his gaze upward. The night sky, so similar to his own body, spread out before him. The stars and their patterns fixated him almost nightly with their slow stately dance across the heavens.
"What do you have to reveal to me tonight my lovies?"
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