Shooting Stars

Day 193

STARS SWIRLED THROUGH the inky stillness of space. Eddies of debris – stellar pebbles and remnants of stars – formed blue, green, and red haloes around them. Twinkling, the littlest stars chased each other, pale blue-white tails shining in the darkness. The mature stars watched them, some with nostalgic amusement, others with constrained annoyance. But all agreed it was the nature of young stars to streak across the sky until they grew large enough to settled down in one place. 

One of the little stars fell too far and burned her way through woods and meadow. A kindly couple adopted her, but that is another story. 

Written: 8 April 2016

Words: 106 


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