Heaven's Eyes: 096

Clouds, moon or rain - he watched the stars every night.

There were books of the constellations, how each and every sign meant something and everything and he had gone through them a million times and more to try and figure out what the stars were trying to say. The crab was the tide and the scorpion was something else- In the end, he forgot all about them as he sat, alone, with the waves lapping his feet and the grains of sand his companions.

He'd come back, he told himself, remembering brown eyes and remembering a promise that was never made.

When he got too lonely, when it rained - sometimes, he cried.

But when his cousins asked, Lazlo told them he only had stardust in his eyes.

fin.