He pressed a button on the wall, which allowed the
ceiling to
open wide. The night was strikingly boundless,
twinkling in every
direction. My gaze drowned in its luster . . . its
perplexing
formation. For several moments, I was in awe of
the rainbow of darkness, exuding from the array of diamonds,
which sprouted from the very ground we stood on.
the rainbow of darkness, exuding from the array of diamonds,
which sprouted from the very ground we stood on.
“We don't keep the stars in our pockets,” Chris uttered. “We
look in the sky and stare at them.”
look in the sky and stare at them.”
*
CHRIS
Sweat, metal, and the scent of blood. The
sound of water dripping.
I wasn't the first one to see these black walls.
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