Stars Above Something Old Something New Novels & Stories

, no lights can trespass over 1 meter. An unknown energy on this planet is “eating” the light as a food source at night. As a result, no light exists. I look up to the sky. Leon says today’s weather is perfectly clear with no cloud, so actually we are gazing into millions of stars from GX67 Galaxy, but for now, as all lights are eaten, I cannot see anything above. I wonder how breathtaking it would be if the sky is perfectly clear. All the lights in this base are made with special grade metal to lock the energy so it doesn’t get burned too fast, as a result, all the lights look like rounded light balls, fluffy and warm wandering around the trees. I follows Leon to a tent.

the man asked, trying to make conversation so they weren’t walking in silence. “Yes, what is yours?” she asked. “My name is Oliver. How old are you?” “Sixteen. And yourself?” “Really? You look much younger. You act it too. I’m 18.” Maia didn’t respond. Was that a compliment? It was the closest thing she’s ever gotten to one. “You know, you’re actually kinda pretty,” Oliver said, looking at the ground. “What’s that mean?” she stopped, looking up at him. She’d never been called pretty before. Unless ‘pretty fucking useless’ counted.

He also knows how to get tired, and it will be even more peaceful when I rest near the person I love the most. The curtains had not yet been drawn, revealing a view of the night sky. The bright moonlight is no longer lonely because it is surrounded by the company of twinkling stars. And those starlights are no longer easily obscured by the noisy lights because it has embraced a gentle full moon, enough to illuminate and give it an area to remember. The moon and stars illuminate the world, cover life with a warm light, and cherish in the heart a passionate love. How many things have gone through, is far away, is life and death, but looking back, love is still as beautiful as the day it just

"Cry out all of your pain. I will stay here with you." ~ Stargem: Rewrite ~

As ‘used’ is a word like curious Gus (them to blur ethnophaulism) suspected to be smelling of lunar virtue and prosperity star, fuming capricorn from a Technicolor dream parade, predictable like a Chinese new year contra this buy-bust search at an abandoned warehouse.

" .......to be continued...... Song credit; Older by Sasha Sloan

She looked at the stick. In the middle there was a little pink plus. What am I going to do?

I sit on the soft bed and attract my luggage in front of me, then carry it to the bed to arrange each things in their respective place. While putting my laptop on the working bedside, I notice a window in front of me. I draw the curtain and leave myself invade into the beautiful view I have, and fortunately the most beautiful view I love. The stars! I love staring at the stars, when looking at them it seems am talking to them. Funny but true! They give me the solution to all and because of them I had a revolution (objectives + dreams=principles) and that is why I had always been a girl full of principles and rules.

⸻ And at that exact moment— The old universe reached its end. 💀 ⸻ 🌙 The Cliffhanger The old stars vanished. ⸻ The old sky disappeared. ⸻ The old reality began dissolving forever. ⸻ Yet suddenly— A crack appeared inside the newborn world. ⚡ ⸻ Everyone froze. ⸻ The Dreamer’s smile disappeared. ⸻ The Writer turned pale. ⸻ The Witness widened. 👁️ ⸻ Because something impossible had happened.