You should have seen the sky tonight.

The rains had been steady all day, rinsing out the dust and thick air. After the sun fell, the sky was so deep a blue that it would be impossible to compare it to any color. I can only describe it as being as deep as a mermaid’s dwelling place, and as rich as a romantic memory.

There were very few stars, but those that did grace the sky were ten times brighter than they ever had been; playing hide-and-seek among the clouds and laughing with a joy that was unrestrained.

The moon was out, fully dressed; letting the ruffles of her skirt drape over each cloud. She seemed innocent and coy.

I think she was looking for you. But I decided to keep you hidden for myself.