Stories by Miss W.

Open doors were leading outside. The Rest of the Starry Manor stood so close to the hill that one step out of the house was enough to start the climb. The green peak was covering that widely, that I didn't even notice it was almost dusk. But I didn't want to leave Miss W. that early. I felt she had something to say. The woman stepped outside and started climbing up the hill. It was the one with the green stone on the top. Her heels weren't drowning in the grass, her hair and clothes weren't moved by the wind. She was moving with such grace as if she had done that at least a million times. Well, maybe she had.She put the telescope back under the moss. For a while, we were staring at the sky together. Miss W.' eyes were sad, like she was missing something she never had. As if those stars knew something no one else did.
-There's wisdom in stars, Alma. - she said - They are the most experienced creatures in the whole universe. They know what was, what is and can predict what will be.
-You're talking about them like they were living beings. - I noticed.
-Because they are alive.

🖤Picture on the cover doesn't belong to me🖤