From A Book That Will Never Be Completed

"Olyxas' brilliant double companion sun was in conjunction with the primary, two of its three moons would not rise until after midnight, and the third—the smallest—would not break the eastern horizon for an hour or more after my arrival, so that night was, indeed, very dark. As I powered down the speeder, parked, and walked out onto one of the piers, I looked up to see the hazy band of the galaxy stretching overhead in the western half of the sky from northern to southern horizon. And hanging in front of that glittering tapestry, forming a huge arc like a string of brilliant blue-white diamonds, six nearby supergiant stars curved eastward across the sky. In a later life, on a different world, I would call three of them Alnitak, Alnilam and Mintaka, but the names I used for them then eluded me. Despite my best efforts, I was still unable to trace out any meaningful constellations upon this strange night sky, and in fact I wondered exactly what constellations would've grown out of legends and mythology if an indigenous sentient race had arisen on—instead of been transplanted to—this world." ~ From a Book I Started Writing in 1978 That Will Never Be Completed