As the sun fades under the horizon, the moon and the stars appear to take its place. One by one, they break through the twilight and speckle the sky. These shimmering dots shine down on the countryside, serving some as a guide, serving others as a symbol of deity. Closer to the city, the stars fight for brilliancy as the muted film of the city lights reaches up and forces the stars back into the darkness. Yet one remains, constant and twinkling; solid, as if pasted, tacked, and pinned through to the end of the universe.
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