Then they came slinking near again. Andoo yawned and went on along the cliff, and they followed. Then he stopped and went back. It was a splendid night, beset with shining constellations, the same stars, but not the same constellations we know, for since those days all the stars have had time to move into new places. Far away across the open space, a dim mystery touched by the first rays of the yet unseen moon.
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