Excerpts From A Book Ill Never Write| #Wattys2018

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"I wonder if the sun misses the stars". I whispered my breath freezing my lungs.
"What are you implying "? The moon whispered back.
"After all this time the stars begin to die off , one by one so the sun must miss them".
"I suppose they are the only bright thing left in the matter of space" the moon cried.
"For the sun did not see your craters or bruises for the biggest orb starts to shine the brightest when it is dying" I said finally falling into a slumber for the last time .
                             {Annaka Logue}