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Sableornar
“deep-dark-shut, one who”
sable “deep-dark” + orn “shut” + -ar “one who”
Sableornar (“deep-dark-shut, one who”) is a 13-star constellation of The Other Sky, spanning 34° of the far northern sky. Its brightest star is Morneth, magnitude 2.69.
The story
The Veinen hold that Sableornar was an unbeliever who wrote a letter to no one and posted it into the wind, and was nailed to the cold part of the year. North of 31° it never sets, which is taken as evidence that the sentence has not ended. Morneth, the amber eye, is the eye; the remaining 12 stars are counted from the ground up. Those who keep the old year say nothing at all, which is considered the correct observance.
Where to look
- Right ascension
- 21.08 h
- Declination
- +59.44°
- Angular span
- 33.5°
- Stars in the figure
- 13
- Best season
- summer (northern hemisphere)
- Circumpolar
- north of 31° latitude, where it never sets
Its stars
| Letter | Name | Mag | Type | Distance | Temp |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| aiv | Morneth“tomorrow, of the” | 2.69 | K4 III | 84 pc | 4,599 K |
| bhor | Mouredrinai“dusk-throat, o —” | 3.26 | M1 III | 55 pc | 3,527 K |
| ciel | Smidai“forge, o —” | 3.40 | B5 I | 443 pc | 19,522 K |
| dor | Risavaneis“morning-wing, little” | 3.47 | B4 I | 1.01 kpc | 20,078 K |
| enn | Vesansar“burning-knot, one who” | 3.86 | F7 III | 267 pc | 6,380 K |
| fael | Nenrisa“rain-morning” | 3.95 | A9 III | 35 pc | 7,553 K |
| gyre | Haelath“breath, made of” | 4.02 | B4 IV | 223 pc | 20,256 K |
| hesp | Nuncevein“now-vein” | 4.11 | K4 II | 236 pc | 4,531 K |
| ir | KS 1570 | 4.22 | K5 I | 1.20 kpc | 4,364 K |
| joth | KS 1601 | 4.27 | G5 II | 109 pc | 5,540 K |
| kai | KS 1602 | 4.27 | B6 V | 135 pc | 16,492 K |
| lune | KS 1606 | 4.27 | G1 III | 167 pc | 5,928 K |
| mor | KS 1627 | 4.29 | K4 III | 123 pc | 4,573 K |
How this was made
Sableornar was not designed. It was grown outward from Morneth, the brightest star in this part of the sky that had not already been claimed by another figure, absorbing near neighbours until it ran out of them — which is, near enough, how the constellations of the real sky came about. Its name is Ilmenic, an invented agglutinative language: every name on this site decomposes into morphemes and can be translated.