The Stars Under My Control

A harsh wind blew me down one night. And then, crack. My bones broke, my body bulged. Taller I grew until I was a giant’s giant! The stars sang. I plucked one from the sky, ate it, and then another. Soon I was full of stars: my eyes exploded with light, my heart burned to ash, my mind turned silent and, finally, finally I slept in the heavens.

Beautiful art print by, which I hope to buy soon.

Little story by me.

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