Novel & Cerita Easy Star Constellations

“They always say STARS IN THE NIGHT SKY” THE END.

"It doesn't look like a plough to me. More like.... a frying pan." He chuckles. "Well, that is true. It is more how ploughs used to look when they were pushed by hand or pulled by horses or oxen. It has other names. Some call it 'The Big Dipper'. It is also part of a larger collection of stars known as Ursa Major…" He begins to point, but she interrupts him. "Are there any constellations that do look right?" Mr Kalkowski swings around. "That is Orion the Hunter." He points again. "See there.... Those three stars are his belt. Then above and to the left...." Her eye follows his hand. ".... you can see a red star. That is Betelgeuse."

The heat radiating from the ceramic felt comforting against her palms as she took a sip, the warmth seeping through her fingers. “Look!” he exclaimed, pointing towards the sky with a sparkle in his eyes. “If you align those stars there with the map, you can navigate by them. I found this out on one of my late-night readings.” He leaned closer, tilting his head as he gestured towards the constellation, the two of them inching closer as they shared the moment.

"Hold it up to the light." Leo did. When he moved the weathered paper in front of the bulb overhead, he noticed that the light shone through a series of minuscule dots that had been poked into the paper behind the poem. "In his journal, Rinaldi once described stars as 'pinpricks of light'," Charlie told him. "In this case, I think he literally created these patterns using a pin. Alexei and I had written off all these little holes as just weathering, or maybe a result of that scuffle up on the cliff when we found them. I didn't even think to compare them to the constellations Rinaldi drew in the atlas until I made the Heavenly Waters connection. That's the constellation Delphinus you're holdi

She skeptically obeyed, sidling up to him in careful steps, not sure just what was on his mind. She followed his instruction and lifted the eyepiece to her eye. The galaxy and its river of stars sprayed before her eyes, bright, luminous, and as great as the darkness of the universe. “Slightly lower on your left. See it?” “See what?” “The constellation of Sagittarius. I bought an asteroid among its nebulae and named it after you. Of course, there are many, many of them, so maybe you won’t recognize the one that belongs to you. But still, you’re looking at it somewhat.”

Electricity shocking me, as his body lies beside me, our paws hanging upward. A million stars light up the night sky, the pack far enough from any serious light pollution. ‘Look, it’s the big dipper, and the North Star.’ Xander’s warm voice spreads through my body like honey. Ares paw moving to show me where he is looking, and I find the constellation easily.

He said looking at the city lights too. We sat at the hood of his car staring at the front and he started teaching me the constellations as silence fall between us, “so that is the Orion’s belt right there.” He said tracing it with his pointing finger. I followed where his hand is pointing, and I can see that he loves astronomy. “What’s your favorite constellation Jake?” I asked curiously.

[June 28, 1212; Great Fall Era – Present | Sorrow Field - Eben, Meccichuzan (22:14)] One rainy night, there were two men who crawl on an open grass field. The thunders are roaring, skies are dark filled with gray clouds, and it seems like the world is in the middle of catastrophe. “Alright now, stay low and make the quietest noise that you can make in your movements.” The man who leads the way whispered.

There was an article which read " ʙɪʟʟɪᴏɴᴀɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴜᴘᴇʀ sᴛᴀʀ ᴛʏʟᴇʀ ɪʀᴏɴsɪᴅᴇ sᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ʜɪs sᴇɴɪᴏʀ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴄᴀʟ ʜɪɢʜ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ"

"He sent the sea monster, Cetus to attack Andromeda as punishment. She was later saved from death by Perseus and married him. After she died she was placed in the sky by Athena next to her husband and mother." "Oh," I say, looking up into the sky. I try to avoid his eyes. "I didn't know you know so much about constellations. You seem pretty passionate about them." He shrugs, turning his attention back to the sky. "I found them interesting and studied them. Like I said, I liked their history." I follow his gaze to the stars again and point to another set. "What are those called?" "Aries," he answers quickly. "And those?" I ask about another with an almost W shape.