Novel & Cerita Counting Stars

I tilted my head a little to point out the fresh mud puddle a short ways from us. I finally came up with an idea for us to fall asleep, "Count the stars." "What?!" Ana brought herself up on her forearm to look at me before continuing her argument. "There's like a million!" "Exactly," I chuckled, "It's like counting sheep, but if you did that, you would only count to two," I said humorously while pointing at the two sheep we owned. "See how many stars you can count before falling asleep."

Counting, and recounting, slowly how many stars could save. What was freedom? Count stars sitting in a mausoleum? Below his line of sight, there were people partying whatever was important to humans. The demon didn't call, it would soon pass and everything would come back the same boring calm as before. And then he would look back at the sky and count the stars again. Consequently it would get lost during the process and start over and over and over again. Until, by some miracle at some point, boredom becomes so viscous that dismaying him would be almost impossible.

Bright and glimmering, like a cascade of shooting stars. She’s trying to count them as they escape their prisons in a frenzy, hitting the sky with all the intensity of a fireball. I think she got to 21 before she lost count. “Did you keep count?” she breathes, her eyes never leaving the sky. Her hands are still on my outspread fingers, her fingertips barely nestled in between them as she watches the sky with awe.

“They’re already up there. I’m seeing fourteen new lights tonight. One of them is shy and reserved, and one of them is loud and annoyed. Three are dull and silent, but the rest are sleeping peacefully.” Unsure if it was merely Aqua’s way of consoling him or if the universe was playing a joke on him, there were fourteen stars in the cluster that Aqua pointed to. Dawn wasn’t well-versed in astrology, so he could only take the mermaid’s word for it. There was too much coincidence with the number of stars and their personalities with the brothers he lost.

He asked me, his lips bushing my ear. "Counting the stars." I joked. The sky was full of the twinkling stars around the full moon spreading over us like a blanket of shimmer. "How many are there?" Adrien asked, playing along. "I'm still counting. Help me, it's fun." I said to him and heard him chuckle.

~Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep Dreaming about the things that we could be But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard Said no more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars Yeah, we'll be counting stars~ - (One Republic) Counting Stars ----------------- -------------- Stefanos slumped down on a chair, heaving out a long tired breath before pulling off his mask and resting it on the table, at the same time he heard Wraya visiting in the kitchen.

And most of them didn't make sense in the first place. Walking along with my boys, I stared up at the sky. Smiled when I saw our constellation. Draco was a long, winding collection of stars. Not the brightest. Not the most familiar. But it was there. I squeezed Grumpy's hand. Drawing us all to a halt, I pointed up at the stars. "That's ours." I drew the head. Ran my finger over the body as it twisted and curved around Ursa Minor.

"Unlike Los Angeles, there is no pollution here, no smog or no backlights of the city buildings either." I nodded. "Yeah, I have never seen these many stars in New York either." "Do you recognize constellations?" Cameron asked, and when I shook my head, he beckoned for me to shift sidewards, and when we were out of the vicinity of the tree's shade, Cameron reached a hand out, patted and flattened the sand, and laid down on it. Patting the place next to him, he gestured for me to do the same. I laughed at him, and then did the same. He slid his left arm under my head for support.

And looking at Callan in his black well-fitted tuxedo, I couldn’t help but feel awed. “You look beautiful like the evening,” Callan whispered as he tucked a small strand of my hair behind my ear. I looked up at the sky and saw millions of stars blinking. They said these so-called stars were only balls of gasses thousands of light years away. Yet despite that truth, it feels rather good to settle with the fact that right where I was standing, they were cute blinking little things that warmed my heart with their beauty and symbolism. That no matter how dark the sky would be…. something still lights it up. The moon and the stars.

Is it possible to tell how much time has passed from the movement of the stars in the sky? I must have heard that from somewhere but I could no longer remember. Even if you could tell the passage of time from the stars’ movements, I couldn’t do it. The stars twinkled and shone so brightly in the dark night sky and I had already lost track of how long I had been staring up at them from the balcony. I heaved another long sigh and realized that I had already lost count of the number of times that I’ve sighed that night. Where is the Great Bear and the Little Bear again?