Sleepwalking

Safrin The stars that Remi had created suddenly came to life, shining brilliantly as they flocked upwards like small birds, dancing against the darkened sky. Even the one Aoife held softly pulsed, but a star was not the best plaything for a baby, so the goddess let it be. "Hello Remi." Safrin said softly, appearing behind him as if a curtain of reality had parted to reveal a starlit world behind. "May I?" She asked, already reaching for the small child nestled against his chest.