By some unexpected and unnatural phenomenon, the stars fell to Windlyn, leaving the sky completely dark, as if someone put the world under a blanket. Directed by the goddesses Aurora and Eventide, you made your way to the place where they had fallen. You grouped up with other travellers, people from every corner of Windlyn, each chosen to help free the trapped stars. Everyone in your party knew immediately when you had reached the end of your journey. You reached vast plains centered around a huge pond that seemed to contain all of what you knew about space. Against the dark environment, the speckles in the pond shone so brightly you did not need your torches, and turned them off well before you were actually at the pond. Each traveller situates themselves on the edge of the pond and casts their line; you do the same.