She looked out of the window and wondered whether there was a way to escape reality. Her line of vision turned to her bed, and she realised there was. But oh, what an wimpish action.
But would it hurt to just lie there for a few minutes and drift away to surrealism, she wondered.
NO. The thought rushed through her mind, tearing through her body. She had to get out now, before temptation led her further on and cause her even greater pain. Grabbing her jacket from the chair, she rushed out. The lifts could not come soon enough, she could not wait, and there she was running down the stairs.
But no, she was not out yet. There was still a long long way to go. She nearly turned back to glanced at the stairs, but steeled herself, took in a deep breath of air before dashing off. Away Away! But it seemed like she could never run far enough. The temptation bubbled.
But stilling herself, she curbed it. Closing her eyes, she sensed it was not as strong. And she breathed in deeply. But where was she? Why, an alley of shops, full of little trinkets, all beckoning out to her with their gaily-coloured signs. "Come come". They did not hide their calls. Whistles, shouts. She heard laugher.
She joined in.
She smiled at the sunlight, she smiled at the stars. She chuckled over the moon. She did antics, she did tricks. She heard the loud laugher of others. Oooo, she tickled their funny bones.
The sun's shining brighter and longer. The starlight is somehow slowly fading...
In plain words, code exists.
Starlight is at its more beautiful at night only. That's when they shine the brightest. I would like to think that the reason they're small yet plentiful is because they last only a little while, and then another star is given to continue it. More can appear to be brighter, but they still last for that same amount of time.
Subtlety? Perhaps perhaps perhaps.
I'll stop now though. There's no reason for me to continue.
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