Darkness. The rain stopped, the usual noises of LA aren't there.. Its night-time ... I didn't remember falling asleep....the lights are out... there are bright lights... They can be stars there's too much light pollution....but it's too pretty, the glimmering lights shone through my curtains. I gently pull them open. I gasp. I look outside in awe. It was as if the heavens were opened, I could see stars...but how? Is this reality or just a dream or nightmare...is it my curse, my weakness, my loneliness...am I finally going insane. Is the spirits of the sky coming down to punish for what I did to Lyra. Millions of questions ran through my head I stared at the night sky in wonder. But then I realized what if the sky is mocking my pain, my misery, my anger. Is it trying to tell me that I'm flawed, that my life is miserable....I started to hate the stars then I blacked out...as if someone cast a sleep charm on me. I collapsed the stars still in my sight as I started to go in and out...then I saw a shadow. The rest night was a blur and I couldn't remember anything. Will I finally die now? Will my misery finally end? Can I see my mother?
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The Story in the Stars
Roman d'amourCalypso Knightwood is not a normal girl, with no friends, strange magic, and a painful life. But all that changes when she meets him, a new world is opened that she never knew exsisted. Nothing could be worse until that one day where everything chan...
