I see the stars, burning hot, twinkling masses of beauty.

I dance through them.

Waltzing as I slowly spin through them, my braid coming loose.

I dance through the stars every night, you know.

Shooting arrows down to the earth,

Watching as they spiral down like falling stars...

I still remember that night- when I became a constellation.

I still see the stars My Lady.

I am the stars.

I say goodbye to the Hunt. It was left in good hands.

This I know.