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1. Shattered Silence

"𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥"

𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗣𝗼𝘃

Sitting on the rooftop surrounded by the endless expanse of the night sky, her gaze fixed on the single star whose brightness seemed to dominate among the vast multitude of glowing stars.

The darkness of the night appears to be the only thing left in her life and it sometimes feels as if it, too, is slipping away from her, just as everything else has.

The stars twinkled like diamonds scattered across the velvet blackness but their beauty was lost on her. She felt small and insignificant, a solitary figure in the vast universe.

The stars seemed to mock her, their twinkle seemed to be a cruel reminder of the happiness, she once knew. But everytime she looked up at the eternal and ceaseless sea of stars, she couldn't help but try to assure herself that, no matter how much darkness expands in the sky, light will always find a way to revolt and the black sky will always turn Blue.

The stars above, once the symbol of hope and wonder, now felt like a cold, unforgiving vastness. The wind whispered secrets in her ear but she couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness, because this is the only time she can let her thoughts run wild and free, where she can allow them to completely consume her mind.Whenever she's alone, she let herself be entirely, devoured by them.

I mean, there's nothing wrong in appreciating your own company right?

𝘈𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 50𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.

11:34.

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𝘌𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘺𝘤𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱.