As if one night the sky was filled with clusters of glowing stars that beamed radiantly unto the earth. It was as if the stars saw all of the beauty of the land and wished to come down to play. As if they all agreed that one by one they would drop out of the sky to fill the earth with dreams. As if they were angels who filled the cup of life. Ones with wings of birds, and ones with fins to swim. As if they played, and danced forever, and made peace with the heavens that slipped from their hands, then made war with the angels, and fought over the lands. As if they forgot that they were all born of the stars; glistening, radiant diamonds of Gods own hands. As if, on that night, the darkness overcame them, when they fell out of heaven, and forgot they were light. As if the hells had claimed them, on that very night.
