Her room was filled with the things from childhood. The little girly things a teenager holds onto as she transitions into becoming a young woman.
There are so many in the world, like yourself, that would enjoy a little laughter or perhaps find some comfort and insight.
Perhaps the Tuatha de Danann with their god-like powers once roamed these hills and maybe still do.
As his armies feasted on the horror that is war, conquering all that would stand in his way, he began to hear a faint and distant cry within...
... these are the same days in which the stories of the night sky have become lost and untold.