Two old soul meets. One sharing her thoughts and one sharing his stories. The calm galaxies was their witness. The heavy night made them close as the star shines brighter. As the moonlight dims by the clouds, they keep talking about superticious beliefs. ---A story that know one could ever tell. Just like how the planets running through its orbit. They spin and twirl. Just like the stars through the vast sky. Cursing the lack of jubilation, they revolve and shine. Unaware of their personal constellations. They found home from each other's comfort. They showed the parts of the world that no one has ever seen. They help each other to find light and how to survive these dark days. Just like how the moon and sun meets in the pellucid sky. The binary star help them to find how that eclipse occur. Told them that the plane's orbit of it's constituent stars intersects. Swallowing the stardust and creating galaxies with their own imaginations. ___MERSMELLY🌙