Boy: (Pointing to a light in the twilight sky) There be it again! It moves about as if it follows no law but its own!
Old Woman: “…Wandering stars, to whom is reserved the blackness of darkness for ever.” Let us hasten home before some thing of evil befalls us.
…and we’re back! I haven’t completed the changes I’d like to make to the website to better accommodate the new format, but I figure you’ve waited long enough. Here we go!