Written In The Stars Million Miles Away Novels & Stories

My Dear Miles, I do not know where to start or how to condense all that I feel into words, but I will try. Writing this is harder than signing the divorce papers. It feels like letting go of a dream I have held on to for too long. But I need to say these things, not to guilt you or change your mind, but to leave you with the truth as I walk away.

I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the deeper dark, the dashboard lights fading to black. The city was a distant glow now, barely visible beyond the rolling hills—tiny clusters of light like embers far away on the horizon, flickering faintly as if waving goodbye. Above us, the sky stretched wide and unapologetic, scattered with stars I’d forgotten existed in such abundance. Not the faint pinpricks you strained to see between skyscrapers, but real stars—thousands of them, sharp and bright and endless, clustered in constellations that seemed to pulse with ancient stories. The Milky Way smeared across the velvet black like spilled diamonds, a river of light that made me feel small in the best way

The one written in ash and starlight. And it was awakening.

Miles's gone. His knees buckled and he dropped to the ground. His eyes glued to the beautiful piece of marble stone. Come fairies, take me off this dull world for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance up the mountains. The Earth, the Earth has lost a gem, Heaven has gained a star, the angels saw it shining here and called it from afar. My Little Baby Boo has gone away. Miles Theo (1995-2022) The letters were written with such love, each words showed how much Miles meant to the Theos, how dear he was to them....if only you had been less cruel.

A growl layered with echoes. A hundred voices. A hundred memories. “Run,” one said. “Rise,” another whispered. “Return to us,” the last one sang. The floor was gone. The sky split open. And I stood in a place made of moonlight and blood. Wolves towered in the distance – bigger than any I’d ever seen, carved of shadow and silver. Stars moved beneath their paws as they circled me, murmuring words I didn’t understand. The moon overhead pulsed like a heart.

He put his arm on me. "In a little while we will go silly, Mom will still call when she sees that I have not arrived ..." The starry night illuminated the lives of two souls, perhaps they were part of that sky full of stars or perhaps one of them was just a shooting star -A stranger.

In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night...You - only you - will have stars that can laugh. You will be able to laugh and know that nothing will ever come between you and me. Because there is not a single star in this world or any other who can do what I am doing now...But even they cannot see what is in front of them, as they walk along the roads below them…No! No one can see! Because we are too far away, we too far apart….I am here. And there is no one but me. But then again, there is never anyone but me. The world is always my own. There are many things I want you to kn

We came from the heavens in the form of dust. That is what made us the humans we are today. The knowing where we come from only is known to a select few. The ones who dream of the stars and planets so far away. The ones who know we will always be Star Dust in the end. Katherine Thomas Chapter 1

The stars, dotting the firmament like shimmering diamonds, evoked memories of times past, precious moments he held dear in his heart. Helena, appearing like a gentle apparition, broke the silence with her warm presence. Her soft steps echoed in the backyard, a gentle echo filling the space between them. As she approached Bruno, she found herself enchanted by the same spell he was experiencing, sharing the fascination for the starry sky. “Everyone has left,” she said softly, her voice echoing like a gentle melody in the quiet night. “What are you doing out here alone?” Bruno turned to face her, his eyes reflecting the brightness of the stars. A tender smile curved his lips as he explained his

Like no matter how hard I tried, I would never fit into this world. I traced my steps over to the windows and pulled the blinds open. The sharp beam of light stretched out before me, the city lights twinkling in the distance like stars against a moody sky. It should’ve been beautiful, but all I could think about was how far away I felt from everything.