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Does the sky ever say goodnight?
It says good morning, good afternoon, but then it fades into darkness. Is that goodnight? Something that lights our path sinking into obliviation? Is that really how we want our goodnight? Our mornings are the warm ball of energy coming out of obliviation… but how can something come up out of something that doesn't exist? So the sky needs to be dark, or else the sun couldn't make it bright.
Ed groaned, he got the most complex science, but never the sky. It was ironic really, what does he really know about nature anyways?
A/N Without the A/N and the Disclaimer, this is a perfect drabble! (A drabble is a story that's usually only one-hunred words.) Sorry if it's short, but I wanted to make a perfect drabble!
