In the quiet hour before dawn

Sig, Nat and Ture

Watched the fading stars

I should like to travel to one of those

Said Sig pointing to a distant speck in the sky

You know that is impossible

Replied Nat

You would die before you your reached your destination even it the fastest spaceship

But we can imagine it in our dreams

Added Ture

And with that the boys retired from the window and took to their beds

Where each of them dreamt about space travel