The Sami knew the stars, at least their small slice of them, but they didn't really understand the nature of the ground they walked on as being on the surface of a sphere.  They didn't think it was flat either though.  They just didn't think about it.  The arguments of a flat world versus a ball shaped one had never impacted their culture and not being sailors and explorers, and isolated from most other cultures, the world was just the ground you drove your herds across.  Alejandro's drawing of the Earth as a globe completely mystified her and she shook her head slowly to indicate she didn't get it.  "Tiedän, että tämä on tärkeää. Anteeksi. En tiedä mikä se on, Alejandro."<br/><br/>His next action brought slightly better results.  Like her he was drawing a picture of the sky signs in the sand and she looked at the symbol.<br/><br/>Oh.  Of course.  The Christian Cross.  That made her frown and she was about to move away from him when Alejandro's arms pulled her into his body.  Despite her worry about the cross he'd drawn, and what that meant to her people in their history - in history that was still being made today, the girl didn't resist for more than a startled moment and shifted closer to him, her arms going around his soft, comforting body and she rested her head on his shoulder, the pale crown of it bright silver where the moon touched it and reflecting fiery flames where it was lit by the crackling pile of burning coconut logs.<br/><br/>Alejandro's touch was so soothing, like Giulia's had been earlier, and it was as strong a protection against the darkness of a night in an unknown land as the fire they sat about.  Over the fire and the surf it was hard to hear them, but the night noises were all about, animals and insects and even a bird now and then singing to the dark sky, looking for mates or meals.  So far she hadn't heard anything at all like a large animal, like a reindeer, and doubted there were any here.  What would they drink and what would they graze on?  For all the life she had seen in the sea and around them, big animals - the important ones that let a people exist - were absent.<br/><br/>After a few minutes she gently pushed at Alejandro, raising her head just a bit to look at him and urge with words and flat palms on his chest, pushing him to lie back on the sand.  "Valehtele takaisin. Me etsimme Jeesuksen ristiä."  Asta pointed to the cross he'd put int he sand and repeated "Jeesuksen.  Jeesuksen."  As he laid down, she did too, cradling her head in the crook of her arm and reaching out to draw it across her chest, just above her breasts.  Most of the night sky was visible, with only a few arching over fronds outlined in stark black like a picture frame, and the stars were bright and magnificent with no city lights around, nothing new to her but it would be striking to the others.<br/><br/>There were so many stars to choose from it was confusing.  He'd sketched four, so she figured they had to be very bright ones or very large ones and ran her eyes across the heavens looking for them.  Her free hand came up and pointed out a few but nothing about them linked up to her mind's eye.  Turning her head slightly in the cradle of his arm, Asta looked to see if his arm was pointing out any.  "Jeesuksen?"