The Stars of the Night Sky

  All through the light of the day, till the dark of the night, when the stars gleam with their cold, mysterious light, some may think they are lifeless stars, others think not, for they are what you make them too be, for what you think they are, and what path they set in your way. Dreams that may have been forgotten, stories untold, wishes never granted, the velvet black sky holding them up in the cold. They may be spirits, they may be just stars, or perhaps different things in different skies. They hold mystery, for all of us to behold, they hold secrets, dreams, and wishes, and stories unheard. We may never learn what their secret is, perhaps we'll learn at death, but there will always be wonder and awe of the velvet night sky.

The overall message is that everyone has theories about the stars, some think it's a lifeless light, others like me believe they are our warrior ancestors, and some like The Tribe of Rushing Water believe the stars too be The Tribe of Endless hunting, kind of like StarClan.

-Robin