Once in a distant moonlit desert with black sands there was the Court of Stars. These Fae were beautiful in a way that made even our own kind look upon them with wonder and fear. Each had hair like silver fire, and wore cloaks as black as the desert sands. Their eyes shone like beacons in the night; Red, blue, yellow, green, orange, violet, and white. In their hands they lifted lanterns into the air, and the light upon the black sand of the desert floor was like that of the stars in the endless ebon skies.
But there came word of a new lamp from the east, a great shining lamp that would eclipse all other light in its wake. The court was deeply frightened, they whispered the rumors, passing them onward and growing more fearful with each passing hour. Each courtier thought that they best knew how to deal with this terrible new light that would come. They formed alliances with others who agreed with them and the court splintered apart into many factions, which were called Constellations.
At long last, tired of the fighting, the Queen of the Stars lifted her lamp high for silence. She was Aine, the North Star. In her radiance all fell silent. She spoke in a voice that was quiet, yet steady and kind. “Come my children, we must not tarry here to argue. For the greater light comes swiftly. We shall flee to the lands beyond the Mountains of the Moon.”
And so, still gathered together in Constellations they followed her into the dark lands beyond the Mountains of the Moon. Behind them ever comes the greater light, following them. You can still today see them at night when the greater light is still far behind, for their lamps shine brightly in those dark lands. The light of the Court of Stars.
