Stardust Page #3

Therefore, we shall resolve the situation

in a non-traditional manner.

Only he of royal blood

can restore the ruby.

And the one of you that does so

shall be the new King of Stormhold.

Oh, Tristan! A shooting star!

Beautiful.

More beautiful than a fancy ring

from Ipswich?

Victoria, for your hand in marriage,

I'd cross the wall

and I'd bring you back that fallen star.

You can't cross the wall.

Nobody crosses the wall.

Now you're just being silly.

I'm not being silly. I'd do it.

For you, I'd do anything.

My very own star.

It seems we have ourselves

an agreement.

You have exactly one week

or I'm marrying Humphrey.

Mormo! Empusa! Wake up. Now!

-What is it?

-A star has fallen.

Where are the Babylon candles?

You used the Iast one, Lamia,

Perhaps we can obtain another.

Perhaps we can obtain another.

Has your mind become

as decrepit as your face, Empusa?

You speak as if such things

are freely available.

I know, sister, I merely thought...

You'd have us hunting

for a Babylon candle

while some other witch finds our star.

Fool. There's no time to waste.

If we must retrieve it on foot,

then we shall.

Mormo, we need information.

If these divinations are correct,

the fallen star Iies 1 00 miles away.

Four centuries we've waited for this.

What hardship a few more days?

Which of us shall go, then, to seek it

and bring it back?

-I've his kidney.

-I've his Iiver.

And I've his heart.

You'II be needing

what's Ieft of the Iast star.

-There's not much Ieft.

-Soon, there'II be plenty for us all.

-Dunstan Thorn. Not again.

-It's Tristan, actually.

Oh. You do Iook a bit Iike your father.

And I suppose you intend

to cross the wall as well, do you?

Well, you can forget it. Go home.

Cross the wall as well as who?

No one. Nobody.

Nobody crosses the wall.

You know that!

Everybody knows that!

Yeah... No, no, I know.

I understand. Nobody.

Well, I better just head

for the old homestead, then.

Yeah.

-Right, then. Night, Tristan.

-Good night.

Give my best to your father.

Off you go.

I thought I heard you come in.

Hey, what happened? Are you hurt?

No, I'm fine.

-That Humphrey again?

-No.

Actually, it was the guard.

The guard at the wall.

Tristan, he's 97 years old.

Well, that's given him plenty of time

to practice, then, hasn't it?

Why, may I ask,

were you trying to cross the wall?

I might ask you the same thing.

I have a mother.

I mean, I have a mother.

She could still be alive.

Oh, I hope so. I certainly Iike to think so.

The chain you cut.

Just Iike you said.

And...

And the glass flower.

The flower she sold to you.

She told me it would bring me Iuck.

Thank you.

This was also in the basket.

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