When the Stardust Settles (and I Still Like Her)

Previously

…“Come,” Lyra said, taking Elara’s hand. “Let’s make some new charts, shall we? And perhaps, along the way, we’ll discover a new constellation all our own.” Elara squeezed Lyra’s hand, her heart soaring. “I’d like that very much,” she whispered. As they walked towards the gleaming brass telescope, the first rays of the sun painting the observatory in hues of gold and rose, Elara knew that the journey had truly just begun. The stardust had settled, but the magic, and their love, had only just begun to bloom.