I have no idea what this is. I wrote it in like ten minutes because I had the sudden urge to do so.
She sat on a cliff, high above the world. The night was dark as she watched the sky. The glow of the stars and moon bathed her in a silvery light, her dark black hair reflecting the shine. Her eyes were lifted to the stars as she sat with her knees pulled into her chest. She looked as though she was waiting for something, gazing like she did. Maybe she was talking to them, and they were talking back. Her face was emotionless, except for the single glistening tear sliding down her pale face. Glowing ice blue eyes searched the heavens for answers. For this was her life, talking to the mute stars who try to sooth her loneliness. She looked the the heavens for guidance, and in return, they showed her the vast glory of the world. On a bare cliff high above the ocean, a girl listened to what the stars had to say, and the stars tried to show her the way home.