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__ Naught of Space and Time __

Bitter cold fills the empty night air around me. The frigid feeling is trying to drive me away from this small desolate field. But I refuse to give up so easily.

After a few moments of silence, a cool breeze begins to blow, causing the tall moonlit grass to ever so slightly dance as if each blade has its own spark of life. I can feel the droplets of water that once rested on the grass, now soaking through my jeans. Slowly, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. The scents of nearby pine trees fill my mind, and as I exhale, I feel as though all my worries are gone.

My eyes shoot open. I hear a noise but when I look there is nothing there. My imagination most likely. I tilt my head up to gaze at the never ending space that seems to hover just out of my reach. The stars shimmer with an endless beauty. There so many stars out tonight. I’m afraid if I were to try and count them, I would be there for an eternity.

Though the stars illuminate some of the earth’s sky tonight, there is but one more object responsible. The half moon glows brighter than each tiny star. I can barely grasp the thought of how bright it would be if the moon were whole.

The moon’s reflection glows on the surface of the pond off in the distance. Watching the pond’s reflection, I notice ripples disturbing the once calm surface. I begin to wonder what it could be. The wind? An animal? It’s too far to tell. The beauty of the pond’s glowing silver water is something most could never imagine. Only seeing it with your own eyes could you possibly understand what I mean. Taking one last look at the silver-hued surroundings, I sigh and walk back into my home with a satisfied smile.