she had always been in love with the sky. there was just something about the stars that mesmerized her. something about them that let her forget all her problems for a moment and get lost in the shimmer of the stars and the blackness of the sky; in the beauty of the galaxies and the shadows of the moon. something about how everything seemed insignificant in comparison to everything that she saw when she looked up. something about the way the horizon faded from a deep red to a lighter shade of orange during sunset or the pinks and purples of the clouds in the early hours of the morning. she looked up and saw the universe in a way only she could.
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Searching the Stars // ✔
Historia Cortatwo people, each their own mystery. each their own vault of secrets and emotions. each broken in different ways, but broken nonetheless. will their broken pieces fix them or break them even further? // lowercase is for aesthetic purposes // cover by...
