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It glittered for a while, and then as if afraid of the piercing eyes gazing intently at it for what seemed like eternity, welcomed the cover of his friend, lover, nemesis. The pupils narrowed in resignation for they had no power over the object that they sought. Mere spectators.
But as ingrained in his master’s human spirit, the eyes did not give up. They started the arduous task of scanning the night sky. Looking for that small flicker. Hope? Or just another illusion that they saw every second. The curse of the eyes. They saw everything .
The star kept glittering, as ardently, as it always has been. For centuries. And for centuries it will . Wondering about its purpose . But no one to tell what it was. An existence serving some unknown master and some grand plan. Important no doubt , or so he thought.
His nemesis , the cloud, smirked at her achievement. Subduing out yet another of the shining objects it hated. She knew her purpose , or thought she knew. Her short existence aimed at eventually annihilating herself for the sake of those eyes which were always looking up at her. She did wonder , why should I? But it was not in her power
. The eyes finally found another dazzling light in the sky. Its potency managing to cut through those menacing clouds. It did what it was supposed to do. His master smiled , the eyes smiled. One more reason I gave for my master’s smile. Smile which was becoming rare. But yet, the hope remained...