I look wistfully and out of the window up at the stars. I wonder if Orion still remembers how he came to be, or if it's just a dim memory to him now. I will have to ask when he comes by again. I like to read the story in my free time, and it's probably the only part of the book I'll remember, but it's easier to remember things when they are about Orion. He's my companion constellation, and we've been inseparable ever since I was born, 400 years ago in the star Rigel.