The Moonless Night's Glimmer: Where Our Dark Star Was Born
Imagine, if you will, a crisp, clear evening, the kind where the stars punch through the inky blackness like tiny, defiant pinpricks of light. The air is still, carrying the subtle scent of damp earth and perhaps a wisp of distant woodsmoke. You find yourself walking, perhaps with someone truly special by your side, and your gaze drifts upwards, marvelling at the velvet curtain of the sky above, absolutely peppered with celestial wonder...
