A Million Stars

She saw the moon pass by, among the bottomless night. Dawn would come, but now she was alone under a million stars, each a pinprick of light. They twinkled to some unseen logic. The night sky was alive and she reached up with both hands. Maybe this time, she could touch the stars. Maybe.

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