22.

We are made of aether.

Out souls and bodies comprised of the fabric of the universe.

Stardust and the matter in between coursing through our veins.

We have been scared of our surrounding space since the dawn of time, but maybe we are only afraid of finding out too much of who we are.

But there is also a curiosity there, to find out what’s beyond our galaxy. A hunger for knowing that surrounds us.

But is it a hunger for knowledge, or a burning desire to return to where we all began?

The aether in our bodies answering the call from their brothers and sisters.

Our souls begging to be set free and join the others in the night sky.

I long to join them. To become one with aether and travel so far throughout the void that I am forgotten.

I want to feel the softness of the inly black sky wrap me up in its arms and carry me through infinite cycles of the moon.