Stars
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stars: our characters under the stars together
the night sky was overcast, thick with clouds and the smog from the city obscuring the view of what nature had to offer for them. the city lights usually did a wonderful job of making sure that the stars were un-viewable but sohee found that if she go deep enough into central park, it’s almost like she’s in a forest.
but it had to be deep into the night, long after the guards stopped making their rounds and when everyone was finally offered entry into clubs (that were, thankfully, not near the park). there were nothing but museums and other establishments that were closed at this hour. so thankfully it was a bit quieter and darker in the area.
with a wave of her hand, she pushed the clouds out of her view to make a hole of some sort. she promised not to manipulate the weather while she was here but it was for a good cause.
the stars, from what sohee could allow them to see without getting caught, were twinkling faithfully in the sky. together, she and jackson laid on the dewy grass. she told him stories of the stars and the people who had great influence in the sky. it was almost amazing how many she knew.
“what about the moon?”
sohee’s eyes flickered to the silver orb in the sky. her face fell. she was sad (how could she not be?) and her heart felt heavy. it wasn’t a kind reminder to look at the moon. most days she managed to ignore it. others she found herself gazing longingly, brokenly. “i cut off my ties with the moon a long time ago,” she replied sadly. jackson fell silent. he felt as if he struck a sour cord with mother nature.
he opened his mouth to say something -- apologise at least. suddenly the sprinklers perked up and started to go off. he yelled in surprise and got up, running out of range from the water assault. sohee calmly stood and trailed after him, laughing.
“are you scared of a little water?” she teased. he huffed, insisting that he was not. she playfully flicked some water from her fingers at him. he flinched to avoid the droplets. she laughed again. “aww, poor pevensie doesn’t like water!”
“shut up!”
