Through the Window
Shayera prefers overcast nights; the cloud cover and light pollution shroud her view of the stars from her Metro Tower quarters.
That's the way she likes it. Stars remind her of the universe, which always makes her think of Thanagar.
She doesn't want to think about her home – if it is home, since her government revoked her citizenship. Hro's death means that only memories now remain for her on Thanagar.
Earth isn't much better. Although there's no official price on her head, the murmurings that follow her everywhere mean that she can never relax.
She sits and wonders, "How long?"
Author's Note: Written for the Fanfic 100 Challenge. Prompt: Star