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"Those stars, in our night sky- can you see them, Tempist?"
Tempist nodded vigorously, her black hair glistening, in the porch-light, as she hugged her grandpa's chest.
"They represent each animal we have. One, two, three." He said, pointing up to the sky.
"The powerful, the brightest." She gasped, whispering as she stared at the blinking stars. "Yes, Tempist, you're right- and one day, you'll be there, the brightest star there will ever be, no matter what animal you are."