Dialog

I will go to the stars. The stars and beyond.

Oh honey, I would that you could, but my love it is not in your stars.

Not in my stars to go to the stars? Then what is in my stars?

I do not know. Perhaps you should ask one?

Ask one. What a brilliant idea. So I shall go up to one and ask, What is my fate today? and it will answer...

Well my love, it will say that you have gone to the stars this day.

Then shall I not begin my trip to see what I may see. Down the road and back I shall be.

But that, my love, does not answer...

I know it does not answer. Yet, I'll go down the road and back and there I shall see what is in store for me. So off I am to find my fate this day.

Well then fare thee well and back you be, by the failing light as day passes into night.

Thank you, my wife, my love, may we meet again this night.... How lovely are the trees a fire, the path worn and weary but not so dreary as to sadden one. There the squirrel runs about doing his work with his wit about him. The wind fresh, stirs the leaves above and below so that I may know that I am alive....

A neighbor then came walking down the path.

Hello my friend, my foe, out and about this we are, nevertheless I am on business and you appear not...

No I am not, instead I go to see what is for me, before the sun sets.

Well, sun sets soon and the lake will soon swallow the loon in darkness. So best you find what may be found for you this night. While there is still light.

Good advice you do bestow on me this night and so off I shall go.

Well then see you later.