“So, you want my knowledge, but you won’t describe the Donum Magicae to me.” “Alright, I’ll try.” I grinned. “Imagine a really, really, really shiny rock.” Orion gave me a hollow look. “Didn’t you ever go with Darius to melt down a fallen star for stardust and get a chance to see it sparkle its way out of existence?” I asked. “Meteorites create stardust, not true fallen stars,” he said. “That’s confusing,” I pointed out. “Why isn’t it called meteorite dust then?”

