Beneath the stars
The hills surrounding the small town were dotted with people, wrapped in cloaks and blankets. Out to watch the lunar eclipse. Not much happened in the tiny town where people were pulled in from worlds far and wide, and so it was an event that had generated a lot of excitement.
High up on the hill, apart from the crowds Capell sat watching the sky. What would have been feared in his world was being celebrated here, it was a strange thought.
He brought the flute he held to his lips, playing softly and hoping it didn't disturb anyone too much.
High up on the hill, apart from the crowds Capell sat watching the sky. What would have been feared in his world was being celebrated here, it was a strange thought.
He brought the flute he held to his lips, playing softly and hoping it didn't disturb anyone too much.

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"Here hold it up a little," He repositioned Ledo's hands, tipping the flute up a little. "Your mouth needs to look like this." He demonstrated without his flute.
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"The 'bar', is that the name for the beginning of a song?"
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He's never actually had to teach anyone this before.
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Their practice was cut short just then by the ripple of excitement through the people scattered across the hillside, and Ledo started when he remembered what he'd actually gone there to see. The flute was set down carefully on the grass between them, and he leaned back again to squint at the moon.
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whoops all my icons broke OH WELL
"How long does it last?"
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He looked up watching as the moon was slowly swallowed by darkness.
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"Did it look the same on your planet?"
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"And the god who lived on the moon wanted humans as his mindless obedient servants."
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"But someone stopped him." The past tense implied that, and Ledo hoped so. He hated to think that anyone on any planet could succeed at that goal.
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"How did you do that?"
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