Dreaming of the stars

He looked to the stars with a thirst, yearning to jump from one to the next like he did so long ago with his father’s footprints in snow, the comfort of each oversized step a challenge carved into the powdery white just for him.

But the lives between one diamond and the next are infinite, the earth whispered. You’ll never reach one, let alone escape my grasp.

I already have, replied the boy as sleep overcame him and he began his dance among the fragments of glass scattered across night sky.



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