Dancing to the music of the stars
Sometimes, she catches her mind wandering. Wandering into worlds that she had told herself were no more. Worlds that she had told herself no longer exist. Those worlds used to be beautiful places, places of serenity, and places of dreams. But she soon realised that what had made those worlds magical, was because he was there. In those worlds they had co-existed, in those worlds they had breathed the same air; they had lived under the same skies. Beautiful blue skies with no clouds in sight, the sun shone brightly. By night, the sky was a perfect black, with a big full radiant night ball suspended in the atmosphere. If that moon could sing it would have looked down upon them and render a celebratory song in an unknown language that their ears could not make sense of, but their hearts could understand perfectly. Then, as though suddenly, clouds began to gather. They gathered as though responding to the sound of a mighty horn calling all soldiers to report for duty, for a battle tha