I lay in the grass outside of the party and stare at the sky. All my friends are walking about drunk and what not. I notice something in the sky. Swirls of white are floating on by. I see the final star leave to elsewhere. The star seems to flash and shoot off. The celestial swirls then seem to spin counter clockwise creating beautiful fractal patterns of colors. They spun faster and faster in the black starless sky. I then see a star pop up and then another. It did not take long before I could see constellations again. Our night sky was an ocean of stars yet again. The swirls of white left toward the moon. I now call them Star callers.
Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 2:23 PM UTC
I lay in the grass outside of the party and stare at the sky. All my friends are walking about drunk and what not. I notice something in the sky. Swirls of white are floating on by. I see the final star leave to elsewhere. The star seems to flash and shoot off. The celestial swirls then seem to spin counter clockwise creating beautiful fractal patterns of colors. They spun faster and faster in the black starless sky. I then see a star pop up and then another. It did not take long before I could see constellations again. Our night sky was an ocean of stars yet again. The swirls of white left toward the moon. I now call them Star callers.
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