The Seventh Star is Our Star >> h.s.
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Ongoing9m
Last published Sat, Jul 4, 2015
The rain poured heavily out on the poorly lit streets as I stared out of the attic window, a cup of tea in my hand.
“What are you doing?” he asked me, noticing my abnormal silence.
“Counting,”
“What are you counting?”
“Stars,” I managed to say before a tear slipped down my cheek as I took a shaky breath.
“How many did you get to?” he questioned quietly.
“Seven,”
“That’s our star then, the seventh star,”
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