High atop the mountains where the snow blends among the patches of stars in the night's sky, the elder star seer of fates and fortunes sits. A wise hermit of many ages now left to the hearsay of history, this shadowy hermit impartially sits for those who seek her words of guidance.

Refined by a lifetime of tellings from the astral, the nature of star seer Lanar is well spoken of. That is....

...until a young man belonging to the township of Maringale far below, braves the cold winds and snow on his journey to her shack. Not for her guidance but for confirmation. For his dreams too gave him visions. Visions of a star seer; their hands held together in love.

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Based on a series of sketches I uploaded to my Patreon. My mind never stops turning from one idea to the next, and who knows, perhaps this may one day be a story of its own. But I can always use your help and support as its thanks to the generosity of patrons that helps gives me time each day to ponder these stories instead of stocking some shelves.

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