The barn that sat at the top of the hill on the other side of the meadow was a dark grey colour, faded in patches, the grain of the wood showing through. It hadn't been used in many years other than somewhere for Kate and her friends to play in when they were kids. On the door of the barn a stickman had been recently painted in whitewash. His legs and arms struck outwards as if he was doing a star jump and his head was a perfect circle. Two smaller circles with dots in the middle represented eyes and his straight-line mouth had two buck teeth protruding from beneath.Read More
Ren and Kuko lay on their backs beneath chequered blankets gazing up at the clear night sky. Ren and Kuko's favourite thing in the whole world was star gazing and every night Ren would visit Kuko and they would lie outside in the garden and stare upwards counting the stars and naming the constellations. Often they would make up their own by tracing invisible lines from star to star with their fingers and conjure up wonderful stories about how those constellations came to be.
Kuko's favourite constellation was called Sorla the Star Catcher. Long ago Sorla had caught all the stars in the sky with her net and offered them to the love of her life as a gift. Kuko had been very proud of her story but little did she know it had also given Ren an idea.Read More