Astrology Yogi //free\\ -

The princess returned to the palace and slept soundly for the first time in years. The next morning, she asked to visit the potter’s quarter. She did not marry the potter’s son—she became a potter herself, and her bowls and vases carried etched constellations on their rims.

“Then write it,” the king said.

“I cannot,” said Yogi. “Only she can read it.”