To Hang the Stars
The world once was perfect.
The stars all hung into portraits. For all the world to see.
The world has fallen become broken, corrupt. There are places you can’t even see the stars anymore. Smog, overwhelming light that dulls them, all mortal things skewing the divine perfect beauty.
There was one girl who still saw them. Wished their perfection could be seen as it once was. Wished she could do something so perfect as hang the stars.
Andy Six and Christine Moore
Rated R because I say fuck a lot. :]
Plus I'm not sure of what could happen so it covers pretty much everything.
Remember folks this is fiction. Whatever I didn't know I made up and so on. I do in fact own Andy. The character I gave life to in the story yes. The person he's intended to emulate... No. Not even a little bit.
The stars all hung into portraits. For all the world to see.
The world has fallen become broken, corrupt. There are places you can’t even see the stars anymore. Smog, overwhelming light that dulls them, all mortal things skewing the divine perfect beauty.
There was one girl who still saw them. Wished their perfection could be seen as it once was. Wished she could do something so perfect as hang the stars.
Andy Six and Christine Moore
Rated R because I say fuck a lot. :]
Plus I'm not sure of what could happen so it covers pretty much everything.
Remember folks this is fiction. Whatever I didn't know I made up and so on. I do in fact own Andy. The character I gave life to in the story yes. The person he's intended to emulate... No. Not even a little bit.