“There's where we all see the same thing,” Seoraj says, reflectively, beside him. “That's nobody's sky.”
Something about it is oddly satisfying to him; he looks up at those strange stars and what he feels is something unifying, an experience shared no matter what internal context they bring with them from their own worlds. Those stars are different for everybody in their cohort, and he likes that.
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Something about it is oddly satisfying to him; he looks up at those strange stars and what he feels is something unifying, an experience shared no matter what internal context they bring with them from their own worlds. Those stars are different for everybody in their cohort, and he likes that.