He was just a boy then lying in the grass
eyes wide as the sky stretched before him endless and infinite
for the first time he felt small and vast all at once
as if the stars held secrets too large for words
The night was quiet save for the whisper of wind
and there in the silence he heard the universe speak
not in thunder or lightning but in the soft glow of starlight
a language older than time itself written in constellations
He didnt know what he was searching for
but the stars seemed to answer every unspoken question
offering not answers but possibilities
a promise that dreams like stars are waiting to be born
And when he looked away
the stars stayed with him
burned into his soul
for the first glance of starlight had revealed the deepest parts of him
and he would never be the same again