Out in the vastness of space, the Star Compass felt different than it had in the confines of the white room.
Lin Yi stood atop the circular stone disk. It hovered steadily beneath his feet, its four rings turning slowly at the edges. Each ring settled into its direction with a quiet certainty, as if the compass itself was engineered to always know its precise location in the universe. The north ring aimed directly at Blue Star. He'd simply thought of his destination before stepping onto the disk, and the compass, without a moment's pause, had aligned itself and lifted off.
Then, it moved.
