Pluck a star from the sky.
Said the Crone.
Ask it to tell you the stories of everything it has ever seen.
She whispered, with mischief on her lips.
For then you will truly know why the star shines its’ light in the nights’ sky.
The Crone smiled wryly and then slipped into the darkness.
- Extract from ‘Why We Tell Stories’ by Sam Osbiston (WIP)