A. Walker Scott

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The following is a Lrahran folk tale, in translation. I am considering the possibility of putting the original up someday.

Stardreamer's Tale

by A. Walker Scott


     Many of her friends were sure, when she chose her name, that she would be a famous writer spinning tales of wonder and beauty for all to enjoy. She had chosen an exciting life, but not the one her friends thought. She was not a story-teller, but she did make people dream. She was not a scientist, but she did cause some of the greatest research ever. She was not a ruler, but she determined the destinies of millions. She was Stardreamer—the one who dreamt of the stars.

     When she chose her name all were astounded at its originality and poetic beauty. But she had simply chosen the only name she could—her name.

     All day she dreamed of the stars, and at night when she was asleep, even then she dreamed of reaching them. When she spoke to others she could make them yearn for the stars almost as much as she did. She seemed to know there was a way to get to them—it just had to be found.

     The scientists said it was not possible to go fast enough to reach the stars. She smiled and asked them if they could reach as far as the Ruler-of-the-Tides. "Oh, yes, we could do that easily."

     The rulers said it was not possible to find so much money for foolishness when there were wars to fight. She smiled and asked them if there were enough money for research which could protect them from their enemies and make them rich. "Oh, yes, we could find money for that."

     She went to the mothers and fathers, daughters and sons, sisters and brothers—all the people—and asked them if they could dream. "Oh, yes, we can dream, we can dream."

     And the dream grew. And the Ruler-of-the-Tides welcomed them. And the Wandering Lights bid them come. And they came and made their homes among them.

     Soon Stardreamer returned to the scientists and asked them if they were ready to touch the stars. "It cannot be

done." She smiled and asked them if their seekers could make the voyage given time. "This can be done."

     Soon Stardreamer returned to the rulers and asked them if they had been made rich by the Voyages. "Oh, yes, quite rich." She smiled and asked them if they would like to see the riches of the stars. "Oh, yes, we would like to see the riches of the stars."

     Soon there were new scientists who were younger than the dream—who did not know that it was impossible and did not wish to be told that it was impossible. When the seeker reached the Brilliant One and showed them its wonders, they began to study their theories till they found a small hole which let in light. "We have found the way to the stars!" And Stardreamer smiled for she was now quite old, but her dream had triumphed.

     The mothers and fathers, the daughters and sons, the sisters and brothers all dreamed with her and soon their dreams were building a traveler—a traveler which would race the light and win.

     But Stardreamer was quite old and she slept with her dream within her.

     And the scientists mourned.

     And the rulers wept.

     And the mothers and fathers, daughters and sons, sisters and brothers declared, "This must not be. She dreamed. She caused us to dream. She worked and labored for her dream. She reached for the impossible. She caused us to work and labor for the impossible. And now she has slept with her dream. The dream may sleep, but it must sleep with the stars."

     So they worked harder and the day of journeying came. The traveler orbited Lifehome in majesty and flew away on the glory of a dream which had died within its dreamer—but lived on in the mothers and fathers, daughters and sons, sisters and brothers.

     When the going was complete, the traveling ones saw Newhome for the first time and stood in the light of the Brilliant One and scattered the ashes of Stardreamer around that glowing star. Today, on Newhome when the Shining Ones fall from the sky at night, they say it is Stardreamer coming to see that her dream is still living in their hearts.

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