Untitled by Liliana
Missed Connections in Baltimore
“If I Can Never See Her Again, I Want To See Nothing At All.”
When he saw the first point of light, Beau thought his eyes were finally beginning to trick him.
then there was another and another.
the glittering pinpoints called to the ache in his heart.
Beau moved towards them, and the beings grew brighter and more brilliant the closer he got until each one burned so that he could not look directly at them.
“Why are you here?” they asked. “You do not belong to this place.”
“I have lost the Moon,” Beau answered.
“The piece I have left aches for her. If I can never see her again, I want to see nothing at all.”
“You have found the wrong place then, King,” they said.
“We see all. Look now. There is your Moon.”
Beau looked below them and saw the Moon far away.
She was frantically searching for him, shining her light into every shadow.
The piece of him she kept with her was dark and called out after him into the night.
“She shines for you,” the Stars said. “Will you leave her all alone?”
Beau knew, just as the Stars did, that no matter how sad or lonely he was, he could never leave the Moon this way.
He thanked the Stars and fell back to the earth, surrounded by fire and light.
The Moon saw this and shone twice as bright upon him to let him know she was there.
Her Two Cents
In searching to see if this short story was a segment of a formally published novel, I discovered a bit of a mystery. It appears, based on information found on this Wattpad page, that this is part of a larger story, written anonymously and distributed in pieces scattered through the internet, called Vox and King Beau. This particular segment is included in the chapter, “Why the Stars Shine.” I find it oddly comforting to know that there are other people out there collecting and re-assembling random bits and bytes of creativity. 🙂
