Few of us now have seen the stars as folk saw them then-our cities and towns cast too much light into the night-but, from the village of Wall, the stars were laid out like worlds or like ideas, uncountable as the trees in a forest or the leaves on a tree. Tristan would stare into the darkness of the sky until he thought of nothing at all, and then he would go back to his bed and sleep like a dead man.
( Neil Gaiman )
[ Stardust ]
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