This night is chilling, for I stand alone within it. I stand at the edge of the small lake and stare at the reflection of the moon and the stars within the crystal topped water and then up into the seamless never-ending sky above. One day I hope to show someone what truly lies beneath me, to share absolutely everything with them. And I am thinking that maybe I will as I feel a presence approach me. I know this presence as it has approached me so many times before. A presence I have known for a very long time.
I hear him speak, but do not comprehend his words. I simply look over at him and see him smile, which warms me on the inside. I feel myself open up to this man as he pulls me to his side. And as I lean my head upon his shoulder, I lace our fingers together and we stand in perfect silence together staring at the flawless night sky. It fills us full of wonder, for it is nothing like us. For a star is never alone because there are millions of them always by their side. They sleep when day comes and never have to fight to do so. And yet they cannot feel. They cannot feel the horrors in this world, pain nor sadness. They cannot feel love or passion, and then again they cannot cry or feel sorrow. They hold over us a blanket of safety for stars cannot hurt you like this world can.
I realize in this moment that this man is my missing puzzle piece, we are interlocking pieces, we fit perfectly together. We press each other into existence. But neither of us confront the secrets of the dark hanging in between us.
A/N: I suppose everyone is wondering who this "man" is, right? That's what I thought. I have resently learned the joy of keeping things from my readers, for it creates suspense, as well as it is incredibly evil. So let me know what you think about the story and the "man". And maybe he will be revealed.