Charted Constellations

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1732 The Branches

 
I think that my life is an empty sky. At least it was. Someone I met who spoke in poems made me think of my life as one.
The Stars are experiences that I wish to pen them all. Each Star I've come across and that lingers within my night sky, painting a picture.

There exists, for now, three branches of the forming picture I do not yet know. Three distinct hues.

And Falling Stars. These do not linger. Their hue ever changing.

Black Stars. I've not encountered one, I cannot see them but they feel suffocating, like they pull other Stars in.

I hope to not gain a Black Star.

The first of these Branches, Branch Famille.

 

Branch Famille

 

Consisting of six Stars. Four of them far too dim to truly be felt. The light. Perhaps in the past I've felt it, but currently, they are far away.

The Stars are blue, like the waves, the sky. Varying shades, varying intensity.

 

Aout, a Star of Duty. Purpose.

 

A Star that moves, oddly enough. From where I stand, it seems to move far away then closer. Or perhaps its light pulses, sometimes strong, sometimes faint, weak. Yet when I feel its gentle light, its caring light, I am reminded of why it moves so much. It moves away to not blind me, or overwhelm me. At least I will tell myself that there is a higher purpose as to why it does such a thing. It has a duty to uphold. I know and realize it. It reminds me that I have my own duties. 

How bright Aout is, a deep, rich blue like the sky when the sun is at its highest.

 

Sai, a Star of Kindness. Closeness.

 

Close. This is the closest of Stars within the Famille branch. A Star I know well. Always do I gaze at it, watching its hue shift. Sometimes growing deeper and deeper into that azure. Sometimes, I forget I'm looking at the night sky and not out into the ocean. One another Star makes me feel such a way. Unfortunately, its light is dimming. Sai has allowed for me to look at other Stars. To bond with it over the years has set a foundation for what I'm to expect from a person. It is close, perhaps it can be compared to the Moon. I'm unsure if other Stars will be like the Moon, but Sai is the Moon of this branch. A Moon with gentle seas.

 

Aili, a Star of Hope. Love.

 

It's a dim Star, one of four. The first of four that I will write. The second to dim and dim. This is a light I miss more than anything. It's taught me the fundamentals. I learned from its light, I still try to pull what I can from it. Yet I cannot go to it, raise my hands to the heavens and get a response no matter how hard I try. I've come to accept that the light will never return. My words will not be heard. Even so, as I grow and see the care of others, I am reminded of how love radiated from this Aili.

 

Loup, a Star of Patience.

 

The first to dim. I was far too young when it happened to think of another attribute of this light. My eyes witnessed the fade, but I won't forget how Loup shined and shared its light with the others of Famille.

 

Lo and An. Unknown Stars.

 

Two Stars. They were once close, as I listened to Aili in the past, when its light reached me. But as I learn and learn. These old, dim Stars drifted. Though not further from me, but each other. I've not seen or anything like that. I suppose I didn't see it. I never did, only hearing. Hearing of passion from Lo and the sturdiness but lack of light from An. I don't entirely understand. But sometimes do I see the vibrant blues of Lo, like the ocean, truly. Sai takes after it. 

 

Next, Branch Foi. A growing Branch of Stars with a green hue. The grass, the trees.