The Labels on the Stars

I dreamed that there was a mid-century bungalow style house on the side of a hill, one story high on the upward slope and two-stories high on the downward.  The downward slope had a balcony on the second story.  I and a brown-haired young woman and a mild old man with a trim and mostly grey beard were standing on a balcony looking up at the stars in the deep twilight.  We were looking because something peculiar had happened.  The stars had white names and degrees listed next to them in the sky.  One was labeled “Kishkumen’s star.”  On the upslope side of the house some neighbors pulled in to our driveway in their station wagon.  They were coming to see if we had an explanation for the phenomenon, seeing as we three were all LDS.