Welcome to the "Fidget Spinner in the Sky™" newsletter. "Herdsman and Corona Borealis" Prelude
Introduction to the Musical Tale written in the Sky, overheard by Dmitry Gorodnichy
They lived in different worlds. They spoke different languages. But they understood each other perfectly, listening to the music of their hearts.
Herdsman and Corona Borealis
Musical fairy tale
by Dmitry Gorodnichiy
Translation from Russian. Source: gorodnichy.ca/music/book/intro.html
A long time ago ...
- A long time ago, when neither you, nor me, nor even my great-great-grandmothers, great-great-grandfathers were yet, and in general there were no people yet, but there was only the Sky and there were Stars, there lived a prince whose name was Herdsman (Boötes in Greek, Volopas in Russian) and a princess named Corona Borealis (Northern Crown). They did not know each other, lived in different countries, spoke different languages. But they had one thing in common - they equally loved beauty and music as part of this beauty.
- Why are they so unusually named? And what happened next?
- Oh, this is a very long and very beautiful story, or rather a lot of different stories. But the main thing is that in the end they met and lived happily ever after. In fact, they are still living today. Look at the sky and you will see them there. Over there, you see this most amazing harmoniously beautiful constellation right above your head, or rather two constellations that met many years ago to delight you and me with their beauty.
Isn't it amazing ? Look at the big bright, perfect, equilateral triangle planted on the handle of the Big Dipper!
- It looks like a fidget spinner you bought for me for the Canada Day!
- Exactly! This is what it is.
And they produced many wonderful songs, and these songs continue to live and sound. However not everyone can hear them, just as not everyone can see these amazing constellations. Nowadays, unfortunately, not many people looks at the sky and even fewer people listen to it. And those who look, most often see only bright dots, not knowing who they are and what they are telling us.
But when I was little, maybe only a little older than you, I often went in the evenings with my dad and our dog, and we looked at the sky, and dad told me many stories about these stars and much more. Some of these stories I remember and can tell you. Others I heard later, many were even without words, but with music.
And you can also hear them if you want. Here is one of them, called “He lost that feeling (He lost the gift that was given to him at birth that he who hear the music in stars)”. This is the main Volopas theme. I’ll tell you more about later
