Under the canopy of a thousand stars,
she found that her hands sang the words of her tender heart,
the notes captured perfectly in pages that were stained a deep brown.
cocooned in the embrace of a hundred constellations,
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The night was cold. Colder than she had imagined. It was something she should have considered before she stepped out, as she could feel the cold seeping into her body, even with the thick hoodie that intended to separate her from it.
The wind spoke in monotone whispers, of stories that were once untold, and she listened on, patient, as goosebumps continued to break out on the surface of her pale skin. She shuddered, again, as a sharp spur of wind stabbed her numerously in the aching bones of her spine. She straightened on impact, her palms holding together and her teeth chattering.
But it was beautiful. And it was worth it. To her at least. Everything around her was alive, as much as she was also. She found that the violent blunder of the day brought her nothing but despair and the night brought forth a wave of calm, one that cradled her soul and nourished it for that was what she needed.
The field was full of grass. Grass that tugged and whipped against her booted ankles, leaving behind straight shaped water stains. Crickets sung lullabies from within the thick bliss. Lullabies, a tune that her heart had memorised and her ears had grown accustomed to hearing.
In the distance, the moon orbited the earth and filled it with a soft light. Within the same universe, stars flickered through the grey clouds like the light of a struggling candle.
Shadows, paced beside her. Shadows, of friends, of ghosts, she didn't know. Perhaps it was a good thing she didn't know. Not that they bothered her. They continued their pacing while she focused on hers. There was an unsaid agreement that was mutually cemented between the both of them. An agreement she was thankful for.
Her curls danced around the base of her neck and wayward strings of chestnut brown hair skimmed the surface of her face. Calming it was, although it itched sometimes. Her eyes flickered to a close. She breathed a deep breath, counted to ten, continued. She let it out, counted to fifteen. It tasted like earth and was tinged with freedom. She reached her arms out, from beside her, feeling herself calm down with every breath.
In the distance, an owl added to the sounds of the outside world, its hoot a foreign sound that appealed to the likes of her. She breathed in again, feeling her worries wither away.
In her temporary wonderland, was how Alice found her escape.
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