the night sky is not black. it is a deep, dark, navy blue, with flecks of yellow and white. the reflection of the ocean in a sky that is not lit, followed by tiny dots that are separate planets, just suspended in deep space.
this is where he met her.
trapped in the observation of whether other life could exist in the vast infinity that was the universe, he stumbled upon something that seemed far more breathtaking, in a much smaller and more realistic form.
and he said hello.
