Post by Tirael on Mar 24, 2009 19:23:37 GMT -6
"Good night."
Brush stared at the stars, wondering if she was seeing the same things he was. As a young one, he had been told the stars tell everybeast a different secret, a different story, and that what they told you let you know who you were. He wondered what secrets they had told Enon.
"Good night, Enon," he said after a short pause. For another few minutes, he continued to gaze up at the night sky, seeing, thinking, imagining...eventually, he drifted off, leaving the stars to whisper their stories to some other beast.
Brush stared at the stars, wondering if she was seeing the same things he was. As a young one, he had been told the stars tell everybeast a different secret, a different story, and that what they told you let you know who you were. He wondered what secrets they had told Enon.
"Good night, Enon," he said after a short pause. For another few minutes, he continued to gaze up at the night sky, seeing, thinking, imagining...eventually, he drifted off, leaving the stars to whisper their stories to some other beast.