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"And that one,"he'd said, pointing, "see, that little sort of letter 'Z' up there, all those little twinkly ones, that one's the Management Rail."
She'd given one of her nose-flaring little snorts. It was a gentle, uncynical sound, and he'd felt it more than he heard it, the slight jerk of her head against his chest.
"Cygnus," she'd said.
"Er, bless you. And over there-"
"That's what it's called," she'd said, gently. "Cygnus. The Swan."

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I had to do my take on this iconic scene, every self respecting Blue Sky fan does it.

Description

"And that one,"he'd said, pointing, "see, that little sort of letter 'Z' up there, all those little twinkly ones, that one's the Management Rail."
She'd given one of her nose-flaring little snorts. It was a gentle, uncynical sound, and he'd felt it more than he heard it, the slight jerk of her head against his chest.
"Cygnus," she'd said.
"Er, bless you. And over there-"
"That's what it's called," she'd said, gently. "Cygnus. The Swan."

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I had to do my take on this iconic scene, every self respecting Blue Sky fan does it.