I stare outside the cave, at the stars slowly peeking out of the velvety black. I’m not sure why I always turn to them, all they give are tiny pricks of twinkling light, barely enough to make a dent in the darkness. But they’re always there. Holding their own, guiding everyone until sunrise. And the sun always rises.
-Shannon Messenger
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