A Sky Without Stars
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In every story there is light. There is peace, there is happiness.
But in every story there is darkness. Sadness.
Evil.
Yet even still it is hard to recognize. To detect the balance of such. Sometimes we rush to our conclusion of good and bad.
In this city, this home of beauty and woe, there are some who prove the conclusions of others wrong.
Though not in the way you might think.
These stars littering the night sky are like the specks of evil dotting the good.
Some nights they shine brighter, and others nights they are lessoned. It's sticks differently in a person's mind.
Like people. These people are like stars...
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Night Vision Studios presents...
A Celestial Destiny Universe Book
(Mr_Mars01 Preview)
A/N
Random thought, as always. I just realized I had too many characters, so I'm splitting the story. Same importance as Celestial Destiny, might happen at a different pace though. I'm pretty proud of how these characters turned out, but I DO take constructive criticism. (Actually I kinda need constructive criticism -w-)
So yeah.
Enjoy, my shooting stars~
-Mr. Mars
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