

Her Voice of StarsIt was four in the morning. The man stood in the road, watching the sky. It was a cloudy night, but he could see glimpses of the stars and the moon. More importantly, he could hear them. He held the radio to his ear. Radio static can be described as the background noise of the galaxy, the emissions of countless pulsars and alien civilizations all combined until they were indecipherable, a constant droning. The call of the Milky Way to its brothers and sisters out there in the deep darkness of intergalactic space, like whale song. It was beautiful. Tears streamed down the mans face.Her Voice of Stars
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You finally posted something, go you
It is Ski!
yay ur a perthie, well might see ya around some time in the city ^^
Anyway, thanks for the devwatch!
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