.£¨¨&#,,.@ ¨¤¨¤#@#@.@
,#.@.&,¨@§ ¨£,,@§#@,&
.@¨£,£,&,§ .&¨&.§&§,#
,@.¤,&¨&,# ¨&¨¤..££,§
¨§.#.¤¨¤,# .#.§,§,@¨&
.&.§.&¨#¨£ ¨ ~ ~ / ^ - . . ¨§,&.§¨#.&
¨#¨#¨£,#,§ . ^ « ; = » , , ,#.@,#.§¨#
¨&.&.&.&,§ ¨ . « ^ : ~ : ¨ ,#.£¨¤,&¨£
¨§.&¨¤.#¨§ , . » ^ † = , ¨ ,&.@¨§,£.@
¨@,@,£¨¤,# .£.¤¨£,¤.@
¨#,#.£.§,§ as we cross the mountain, we can walk .#,#¨&,#.¤
,&.#¨@.&¨£ only at night. long ago, someone here ,§,§¨§.@¨§
¨£¨§,¤¨£¨# must've angered the sun, and today it ¨#.&¨&,@¨@
,&,£,&.¤,¤ still burns us strangely. but with the ,&.#.@,¤,£
,#¨¤,£¨&¨& sunset the air comes raining back down ,¤.&.&,£.&
,¤.¤¨#¨@,# and gets thick enough to breathe. it ¨@¨&,¤.#,§
¨&,&.@¨¤.& carries with it smells from far away, .&,@.@,§.&
.#,@.&,@,£ colourful sparks for the imagination, a ¨&¨§¨@.§¨@
.#.¤,@.§.¤ sharp contrast for the stale black of .§¨§.§.§¨§
¨¤¨&¨#,£,& the night. .§.£¨£,§¨&
.&.§¨#.&,& ,@,@.&.#¨§
.#¨§¨&,@¨# the others think i'm young, they don't ,§,@¨¤¨§¨£
.#¨¤.£,&.@ take me seriously and i fear they .&,@¨@,¤,#
,§,¤.§¨§¨# snicker a bit. you usually get old ,@.@¨¤¨#,§
,¤,¤,@¨¤.# before you learn the trade enough to ,@¨@,#,¤¨#
.§¨¤.&,#,@ take other people. but i do lead them ¨§.§.¤¨£¨&
¨@¨&,@.@,& safely forward, every night. .@,§.§¨§¨¤
,&,&.@,#,£ ,£,¤¨#.£,@
.§,#,@,¤,@ however, currently there seems to be ¨&.#,§,&¨¤
¨£.@¨&.&,# something going on ahead. those around .@¨§,¤¨¤.¤
.¤.£,¤,@.§ the corner have stopped, shouting, .¤¨§¨¤¨¤,¤
¨@¨@¨@,&.@ pointing. ,¤¨@,#.@,¤
.&.@.¤¨&¨§ ¨¤,&,@¨&,§
¨§.§.£¨¤¨£ ,., .. ¨«=-. ., .¨¨ ,§,¤.£¨¤,#
,§.§,&.#.§ .¨. ¨. .«=~. ., .¨. ¨@.@¨#¨¤.£
¨¤.&.@.&,# ..¨ ¨. .~^-¨ .. ,,. ,#,@.#,@,£
,¤,¤.@¨&.# ¨.. ,, .-:~, ,. ¨¨¨ ,¤,@.&,£,§
.§,§.&,&.# ¨,¨ ., ¨=:». ¨¨ ¨¨. ,&¨#¨#.£.&
.&,§,&,¤¨£ ,., .¨ ,~\-¨ ,, ,¨¨ ,#.£¨@.£.@
.@.&¨£¨#.§ ,., ,. ¨~†=¨ .¨ ,.. .#,¤,&¨¤¨¤
,#,¤¨@.¤,§ .¨¨ ¨¨ ,«;=, ,, ¨¨, ¨§¨§.@.@¨&
¨¤.£.§.#¨& .#.§,@,§,&
,¤.&¨£,§¨& my greatest treasure, the .§¨§.£.&,£
.£¨@¨&.£.£ book of stars, is a combined map, .£.@.¤,§¨&
¨@¨#,§¨@¨& calendar and timepiece as long as you ,&.§.#¨@,&
.@,§,§,£¨& know what year it is. every page is a .¤.¤¨¤¨£¨£
.@¨&.¤,#.£ grid of nine starfields, hand drawn, ,#¨§,¤,&.§
¨#,§¨§¨#,@ below which are written coordinates in ,£¨§,#.§,@
,¤¨#.¤¨£.§ both space and time. a lot of it is ,§¨&.&,£.#
.&¨#,¤,¤.# applicable on earth, but not all. it ¨&.¤,&¨£¨£
¨¤,&,&,@¨§ hints of other places - some stars .&¨@¨§.#,§
.&.¤¨&.£.@ reordered, some names i have never ,&.@,£¨#,@
¨#¨£¨&.£,£ heard. sometimes the dates are ,#,¤.¤.#,&
.@.#,@,§,§ impossible. ,#.¤,@¨@.§
,£¨&¨£,#¨@ ¨£¨¤,&¨§¨@
.§,£.#¨£,£ those pages are exactly what i scramble ,&¨§.§.#,@
,#¨@¨¤.&,# for right now. i've stopped breathing. ¨&.#,¤¨&.£
,#,§.&.§¨£ i sling open the book of stars a bit ¨£,&,#¨§.£
,§¨@.#¨£¨§ too quick, spilling all my notes on the ,£,¤.¤,¤¨&
,@¨¤¨@.#,¤ ground. one lands on my foot, it is a ¨§,#.§.#,#
.£.§¨#.&¨£ drawing of a muscle cow, but i could .§,#.¤¨£,@
,§,£.§¨#¨£ care less right now. ,&¨@.¤¨&,#
¨#.@.&,@.£ ,¤¨#¨£¨&,§
,§.#,#¨¤.£ for it seems like there's a new moon in .§.#¨#¨@,#
¨¤.&.§,#,& the sky. ¨@¨¤¨£,@¨#
¨#.£.#,@,& .§¨£,£.§.@
,@.&,§¨@¨£ .§¨£.§,¤¨£
¨@,@¨¤.§¨£ ¨&.§.&,@¨#
¨&,£¨&¨#.@ ¨@.#.@,&,£
¨@.&¨§,§,# .£¨£,#.§,#
¨@.§,§.@,& .£¨£,&,&,&