Spacer's Fairy Tale - Seanan McGuire

"It was real." "No, that can't be." "Yes, it was, I've seen the records, We began aboard that vessel, All our roads to it run homewards. "It was real." "No, that can't be." "Yes, it was, and we're descended From the crew that once it nurtured, In its place beyond these skies!" Clear-domed, broad-hulled, clean as stardust, Cradle of our scattered people. World of wonder, bathed in starlight, Long behind us, not forgotten, Place where all ships were begotten, Long behind us, not forgotten, Place where all ships were begotten... "Kin we are." "No, we can't be." "Yes we are, why not believe me?" "I'm afraid!" "Oh, you are childish, Strangers still can share a starline." "Kin we are." "No, we can't be." "Strange we've grown, but still we must be Blood of those who sang and rose as children from the Ship of Stone!" "Come with me." "No, I fear thee." "Hear the stories of the cradle Where our ships were formed and scattered, Now reduced to myth and fable -- "It was real, 'no', you told me, 'Yes', I said, you should believe me, Tight the net of light we're weaving, Part of us forever grieving; Find your solace in believing!" Clear-domed, broad-hulled, clean as stardust, Cradle of our scattered people. World of wonder, bathed in starlight, Long behind us, not forgotten, Place where all ships were begotten, Long behind us, not forgotten, Place where all ships were begotten.