#aka me rambling about mythology for like 250 words. sorgyy

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Stargazing Skies

A/N: woah okay! here we go, first story! feedback is always appreciated, uh, hope you enjoy. I don't know what else to say. Story under cut !👍

It was a calm, clear night, with no clouds in the sky. Perfect for stargazing, so that’s exactly what Clementine and Aster did. They had set up a small picnic earlier in the day and were currently using the blanket to shield their bodies from the harsh, cold ground. It was mostly Aster pointing out different constellations and their stories. Clementine had heard them a million times before but as long as it was Aster telling her then she didn’t mind at all. It had started to get a bit chilly out, not so much that they were uncomfortable, but they did huddle together a bit more.

“That one there,” Aster gestures to a small cluster of stars in a bit of a wonky cross formation, “That’s Cygnus. Orpheus, son of Calliope and master of the lyre, fell in love with Eurydice, a tree nymph. On their wedding day though, she got bit by a snake, and Orpheus was widowed the same day he was married. He traveled all the way to the Underworld, and passed Cerberus by playing the lyre. He traveled to the throne of Hades and Persephone, both of them sobbing due to his song. The tune had touched the god of death’s heart so much, that he let Eurydice follow him back out of the Underworld, but he could not look back at her until the both made it out. He managed making the whole trip without looking, actually, but he made the mistake of looking back as soon as the warm sun engulfed him, and not his wife. She had been sent back, and when he died eventually, he couldn’t see her even then. He cried out, the wails reaching Apollo, who turned him into a swan and placed him and his lyre, it’s to the west right there, the like weird hourglass right there, anyways, Apollo placed him and the lyre in the sky to live on.” Aster rambled on, their face lit up, they knew a lot about the stars and loved to recite the stories they had memorized so young.

Clementine loved to watch and hear them ramble on about astronomy. It didn’t take too long for Aster to notice her staring, she looked at them as if they were the one to place every single one of the stars they loved so much in the sky. They said nothing though, only staring back.

After a few minutes, Clementine breaks the silence. “Hey, Azzie, did you know that the brain lives on for about seven minutes after death?” Clementine asked, still staring at Aster, but they both had shifted to a more comfortable position, Aster's head against Clementines chest, her hands idly braiding the lilac locks. “No, I didn’t know that, that’s pretty cool. I wonder what it’s doing during that time.” Aster replies, looking up slightly, but quickly looking back at Clementine, who responds, “A lot of people say that it replays the person's best memories in life.” Aster hummed in acknowledgment, thinking about it for a minute, before answering “That’s a pretty interesting thing to think about, isn’t it?” Clementine just nodded, and they sat in comfortable silence for a while, before Clementine interrupted it by saying, “You would be in all of my seven minutes.” Aster doesn’t say anything for several seconds, caught off guard a bit, but finally responds with a simple, “You would be in mine.”