The revolutions passed, and the stars spun silently underfoot.
THE REVOLUTIONS PASSED, AND THE STARS SPUN SILENTLY UNDERFOOT.
Starchild’s father was a star wanderer, and that was what set her above her peers. It gave her the freedom to choose her own mate, no small thing on an isolated space colony. In her innocence, though, she failed to see her place in the cycle of Outworld life—or how she was doomed to repeat it.
This story is rated T according to the AO3 content rating system.