these are the Stories Told By The Stars (Prelude)

The little girl sat closely to her elder brother. They looked up over the mountains, up to where the dark night has covered the bright blue sky, where now, the little stars, big stars and magnificent looking stars all come out for a slow dance, or just stay where they are to look back at them both.
It was cold as the autumn breeze swept by causing the yellow, orange and blood red stained leaves swirling in the air.
The girl look intently at her brother's boyish face. He was closing his eyes and listening.
"What do you hear, brother?" she asked.
"It's the stars my dear sister,"he replied, "just close your eyes and listen carefully, the stars comes out at night and they would tell wonderful stories of their own, and sometimes, the exciting stories of the many different people they see on Earth from the sky up above."
"Really? They do?"
"Just close your eyes and listen, you'll hear them for yourself."
The girl laid her head on her brother's lap and closed her eyes. She listened quietly as the stars began their wonderful tales. Weaving the stories in beautiful patterns which the girl could never forget. This is just one of the stories, among the many, told by the stars...