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Birth
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Her question took him by surprise. That in itself surprised him. He had to pause for a moment. Not that she didn't understand the concept of day and night. That was obvious in retrospect, even though he hadn't considered it.

No. She seemed....disappointed. As if she had expected something. What? "Ahh. You are the Eye. You've seen the Above in your visions." For a moment, he could imagine himself in her position. Of all the Khylsty, she had been the one who knew where they were headed. They could whisper in awe at everything because it was all new. She had been spoiled with expectation.

A strange thought occurred to him. Strange because it had been so long it was nearly alien to him. A hint of a smile touched the edges of his mouth. "The light comes from the sun. It is currently shining elsewhere." He knew none of that would make sense to her.

It was easy to understand the myths and legends that surrounded the phenomenon of the sky. Helios in his chariot. The stages of the sun as gods to the Egyptians, the apex of which was the Aten, the sun himself shining in all his full glory, radiating light and life. The huntress Diana riding her silvery luminous chariot, bathing the night it radiance. The sky filled with the stories of the gods and men. This was power, the awe and majesty of the heavens.

He looked at his wallet. It was almost fate. Aurora, the goddess, was one of the oldest. She, among a handful of dieties, had survived millenia, from the Proto Indo European H<sub>a</sub>éusōs to Eos. She was the mediator.

And it was strange. He wanted her to see this with her eyes. Not her Eye.

He took her hand and led her to the entrance they'd passed through earlier. Some of the Khylsty were still awake, though many had fallen asleep. He only glanced at them, then noted how many had bundled up in blankets. Of course. He went to a shelf and pulled one before continuing with her, unlocking the door and leading her outside.

There was a chill lf course, but he only now had thought of the transition in climes. He draped the blanket about her shoulders. Then he drew her to the abandoned lot next door and faced the east, pointing.

"Watch. The birth of the sky." And he tried to see things through her eyes.
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