2/8/2025, 11:18 PM
His gaze never left the sky, after all it was what he came up this hill for. He had seen the dame beside him already, moments before making the decision to come up, and he figured after this event it would be the last of this shared moment between them. He was at peace here, almost as if his chest was a bit lighter, a refreshing feeling, a refreshing sight. He wondered if he would’ve missed this if he decided to force himself asleep, or if he had went an entirely different direction, how disappointing that would’ve been..
He didn’t exactly expect either or them to talk, it didn’t quite seem like a talking moment to him, however her question was a valid one. He spent countless hours watching the sky with his daughter, giving her any book she so desired, even an oddly enlarged looking glass, and even when he wasn’t watching with her, she was sure to tell him anything new she learned, he had no doubt she would’ve conquered the skies if only given the chance. “I think..” He started his voice but a low whisper, simply matching the smaller dames tone of choice.
“I think these aren’t the same stars we see every night” He stated softly, his ears twitching to the breeze against them and the simple sound of the sleeping forest. “I think the falling stars are falling from a different sky, our stars are still in the same place… they aren’t disappearing” An unsure explanation, but a sure enough observation. You could clearly see the original stars still plastered in place, while the other flew past them, it was strange, he wondered if someone else was missing their stars, or if anyone even noticed.
He didn’t exactly expect either or them to talk, it didn’t quite seem like a talking moment to him, however her question was a valid one. He spent countless hours watching the sky with his daughter, giving her any book she so desired, even an oddly enlarged looking glass, and even when he wasn’t watching with her, she was sure to tell him anything new she learned, he had no doubt she would’ve conquered the skies if only given the chance. “I think..” He started his voice but a low whisper, simply matching the smaller dames tone of choice.
“I think these aren’t the same stars we see every night” He stated softly, his ears twitching to the breeze against them and the simple sound of the sleeping forest. “I think the falling stars are falling from a different sky, our stars are still in the same place… they aren’t disappearing” An unsure explanation, but a sure enough observation. You could clearly see the original stars still plastered in place, while the other flew past them, it was strange, he wondered if someone else was missing their stars, or if anyone even noticed.