017: dramatist

A star streaked by, reflected in her eyes. With a sigh, the lonely stargazer wondered what her celestial audience made of her--if she, to their eyes, twinkled and shone as brightly, or if the innumerable lights in the sky even took notice of the speck upon a speck. It wasn't as though she even had a vivid show to put on for the audience she had, knowing too well the scores of failed one-woman shows from her experience...not that she had ever wanted them to be...

Another star fell from that sky, reflected in her watering eyes...