Evening settled gently over Star Harbor.
The sea breeze carried the scent of salt and the distant sound of waves meeting the shore.
Chloe walked slowly along the beach.
Her long hair danced softly in the wind.
For the first time in days, her mind felt quiet.
The storm of emotions that had shaken her since seeing Miles near Mars Residency had begun to settle.
She stopped near the water.
The horizon stretched endlessly before her.
A small smile appeared on her face.
"So you are here."
"Back in Paris somehow you always found me."
Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"How do I find you now?"
A nearby conversation drifted toward her through the wind.
"You know that star is called the North Star."
A young boy's voice.
A curious girl answered.
"North Star?"
"Is it because it's in the north?"
The boy laughed.
"Yes."
"For centuries it helped sailors in the Northern Hemisphere find direction at night."
"It was basically their guide."
"Woah."
"I didn't know that."
