Night Sky Novels & Stories

The small, thoughtful gesture spoke volumes about how deeply he cared. "Wow! The sky is so clear from here. Wait, is that a constellation up there?" I remarked excitedly, pointing a finger up toward the brilliant cluster of stars shining above the water. Alessandro took his seat right beside me, cracking open a beer can. "The light pollution hasn't reached this coast, that's why," he explained, leaning back. "That one you're pointing at is near the Big Dog constellation—that bright one there is the Dog Star, Sirius. Look closely at the shape."

“And she was quiet for a moment and then she said: I’m sorry it took me so long to ask the question properly.” The night held them. The October dark outside the window was the specific dark of a clear cold night in a place with very little light pollution — the kind of dark that showed you stars, showed you the depth of the sky rather than just its surface. “She’s going to be all right,” Nikolai said. “Your mother. Coming here.” “I know,” Anya said. “I’m going to be all right too.” Leo built something in October.

Though its cold burning scorched my skin I said nothing, driving along that endless country road, while he mumbled words which flowed from his lips with an odd, foreign lilt sounding intimate and familiar, strange and alien all at once. And the night sky. It burned with black stars. I know this probably doesn’t make sense. How can you see black stars against the blackness of night? Of course, a night sky is never completely black. It’s a dimness lit by faint, ambient light. Against this burned great stars of utter blackness. Gazing at them made my blood freeze. The road ended abruptly at a wide lake. Its glass surface shimmered

Pascha pulled me closer, pushing back some of the cold that bit at my skin. “What are you showing me?” I asked, unable to hide my curiosity. He only smiled, full of secrets. “You’ll see.” A few minutes later, we reached a clearing deep in the pine forest. The vast expanse of the night sky stretched above us, stars twinkling like shards of diamonds on a velvet canvas. And there, in the endless stretch of sky, the Northern Lights began to dance. I stood frozen, mesmerized by the swirling greens and purples, flickering like a shimmering curtain of light. Spectacular, intoxicating, and leaving me speechless in awe.

“This is the perfect spot.” After using his keys to lock the car, Nicholas made it to the same spot as Molly. His feet crunched on the snow and he hoped he wouldn't trip in the dark. The snow seemed to glow underneath his feet and the stars never looked so bright. “There it is,” she whispered, pointing up to the sky. He followed her finger. “What am I supposed to be looking at—” Nicholas’ words left him as he looked up into the heavens. The stars glittered and twinkled in the sky. There were more of them than he'd ever seen. More than he'd ever even imagined existed in the entire universe. The Milky Way stretched out before him, showing him exactly how it had gotten its name.