Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 31, 2007 20:45:41 GMT -5
The stars glittered, and their light was certainly bright. They showed those dead, a beautiful pelt of silver and sparking lights. They blinked in and out of existence, showing their faces and then hiding once more in the pure blackness of the sky. And then, almost drowning out the little sparks of nearby stars, was the brilliant moon. It cast its glow, reflected energy from the sun. It was like a sun, only at midnight and in a perfect crescent shape. Dawnstorm sat alone, and happily so, gazing at the dark expanse of heaven, of beyond. She liked being alone; when there was no one there she didn't have to worry about saying the wrong thing. In fact, she didn't have to speak at all. She very slowly drew her tongue over her paw, pulling out knots with her teeth unconsciously, slowly and with a trance-like expression. Trance-like and happy - she was perfectly, completely alone.
