STARRY
NIGHT
The
matte charcoal velvety sky above our heads was freckled by millions of milky
white specks. Below on land, the cold midnight breeze froze us to our bones,
intensified by the rapid heat loss due to the absence of heavy clods. It seemed
as if Van Gogh himself came and stroke his brush unto the eternal canvas.
As
we stared deeper into the nothingness of empty space, smaller stars would
appear from the darker, null voids be in the half spaces of the bright lights.
The Milky Way galaxy poured glowing, silvery milk at the centre of the sky scope,
illuminating the backgrounds of its surroundings, along which humungous faint
gas clouds seemed to appear between multiple clusters of stars.
It was better than any software imitation. I
had come across, meeting the same stars which greeted our ancestors, and would continue
over watching the future generation. The moon hung full and hazy beneath an
eclipse of blazing stars, shinning mellow amounts of light effectively lighting
up the land.
It
seemed like I went high on drugs, the twinkling starlight suddenly seemed more
like lamp posts. The intensity could be felt down to each and every optional
nerve. The stereotypical dark night proved to be a thing of another time, as
the current illumination was nothing close to a night in the middle of a
jungle.
Done by Amber C.
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