09/09/2022
In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night…You – only you – will have stars that can laugh.
~The Great Poem by Thomas Hood
She’s a beautiful creature that is, but there are many like her in the universe. And though she may resemble one star, they are all just one light, each with its own distinct glow. Each has their own way of moving. And though she looks at him with those eyes…They don’t quite look human. She’s too large, and he knows better than to think that they’re just his imagination playing tricks on him, now. He remembers the day his father had found him, in the street outside the house. That day had been terrible; it’ s still a memory he doesn’t care for. The child had been hungry, dirty, terrified and confused, and his father hadn’t cared enough to take pity on him.
“What are you doing here?” He had asked, and the boy had stared at him from under dark hair plastered to his forehead. It looked like he’ s wearing a hat, but the boy had never seen such things before.
“I’m lost,” he’d said, his voice hoarse.
“Don’t lie to me. Where’s your home?”
“Away.”
“Where is that?”
His mouth was full of grit and grass and the taste wasn’ t pleasant. But it was food and he had been hungry before. And the boy shrugged. He was so tired, and the sun beat down upon his shoulders. When would he ever see rain again?
His father laughed, deep and cruel.
“Well, you’ll probably have a hard time finding home anywhere else. If you want to survive in the city, you should start walking straight back where you came from.” The boy shook his head violently, and tears spilled out of his eyes. The man laughed once more, and reached down into his pocket, pulling out a few coins. He dropped them in front of the little boy.

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