The opening paragraph informs us that ghosts, gods and time pass through this story and that time is the most mysterious. Gods recall Poul Anderson's fantasies. Time as mystery recalls the Time Patrol and more.
The breeze around the boy on the hill is cold:
"...as if it whispered of the spaces yonder." (p. 3)
This time we do not have to infer the significance of the breeze. Finally, for now, we read yet another description of the Milky Way and the night sky:
"The dark reached brilliant above him, the Milky Way cleaving it with frost, the Great Bear canted and Capella outshining Polaris in the north, ruddy Arcturus and Altair flanking steely Vega in the west, a bewilderment of stars." (ibid.)
I knew an astronomer but was always interested in abstract cosmology and philosophy, not in the visuals.
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