A Starless NightA Story by KiritoI take the movement ever so slightly to stare at my fogged window, the purple dream catcher reflecting on the mirror like surface. I hear a faint bark of a dog as the lights of the city slowly flicker out. The cold night is inches away from my face, yet it is protected carefully by panes of glass and a worn, rusty screen with mountains of spider webs shielding the bottom. I blankly wave my eyes across the trees and wood, barely noticing them. Then I look into the sky. Scanning my eyes observantly over the milky, grey, clouded night sky . I look for a star, just one that I can wish upon, that I could wish for a better tomorrow. A better sunrise and a less cloudy day, where the clouds do have the shine of a silver halo of hope ringing above us like it would an angel. But I can't spot one single star, no hope, my star is gone, my wish for a better tomorrow is demolished. My reddened eyes grow blue with the ocean of tears coming out of my big, hopeless, eyes, full of pain, the tears fall down off of my long eyelashes and onto the turquoise, wavy comforter, sinking down farther into the dark blanket underneath. I look back into the starless night, distracted by the rushing of the wind and faint crumbiling of the fallen leaves onto the ice covered ground. The moon is nowhere in sight, the only light is the small dim yellow of the people who are yet awake. I strain my tightened neck to look at my blank colorless ceiling, the shadow of my fan stretching far across it's bland surface, the small shine of the metal switch falling under it. I lie down on my bed, the comfort drawing me into its magical spell of sleep. I close my eyes to concentrate on the star inside me, keeping me going, moving on with every day, the star that makes me laugh, the star that makes me cry, and the star that makes me hope. © 2017 KiritoReviews
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