Figures / Sangien
Sangien
“blood, belonging to”
sang “blood” + -ien “belonging to”
Sangien (“blood, belonging to”) is a 13-star constellation of The Other Sky, spanning 31° of the northern sky. Its brightest star is Aeonath, magnitude 1.42.
The story
The Agraen hold that Sangien was a woman who kept no calendar who stole the hour before dawn and could not give it back, and was set turning and has not been released. It is a figure of the summer, and its setting is the older marker for the end of that season. Aeonath, the amber eye, is the knot; the remaining 12 stars are counted from the ground up. Those who keep the old year count its stars aloud and always stop one short.
Where to look
- Right ascension
- 18.29 h
- Declination
- +20.44°
- Angular span
- 31.1°
- Stars in the figure
- 13
- Best season
- summer (northern hemisphere)
- Circumpolar
- nowhere — it rises and sets at every inhabited latitude
Its stars
| Letter | Name | Mag | Type | Distance | Temp |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| aiv | Aeonath“age, made of” | 1.42 | K8 II | 71 pc | 3,913 K |
| bhor | Agranuncien“field-now, belonging to” | 1.48 | K5 II | 29 pc | 4,388 K |
| ciel | Smidhalonor“forge-deep, without” | 1.59 | A5 V | 13 pc | 8,733 K |
| dor | Risys“morning, the last” | 2.34 | G9 III | 39 pc | 5,201 K |
| enn | Baelathien“clay-father, belonging to” | 3.07 | K7 III | 117 pc | 4,104 K |
| fael | Vashelooma“wave-loom, she who is” | 3.69 | B8 V | 56 pc | 12,312 K |
| gyre | Aelol“light, great” | 3.83 | F0 III | 184 pc | 7,438 K |
| hesp | Syl“wind” | 3.90 | B7 I | 833 pc | 13,393 K |
| ir | Drossehalonath“tide-deep, made of” | 4.09 | A8 V | 28 pc | 7,794 K |
| joth | Baelgarnath“clay-stone, made of” | 4.09 | M0 I | 386 pc | 3,698 K |
| kai | KS 1547 | 4.19 | F3 III | 49 pc | 6,967 K |
| lune | KS 1581 | 4.24 | G1 II | 127 pc | 5,873 K |
| mor | KS 1654 | 4.33 | M1 II | 57 pc | 3,489 K |
How this was made
Sangien was not designed. It was grown outward from Aeonath, 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.