They would take walks out into the grass as the stars were coming up.....taking a quilt along to lie down on.....letting the sky cover them up and if it was one giant blanket.
On this night the air didn't move......They would lie down and see that not a single leaf would rustle......nothing but this stillness. For some reason, this was what she loved the most.....her favorite part of these weekly rituals. The silence that was normally around, now would be a constant noise of its own.
They could lie on their backs for hours and just stare up at the stars coming out and they did....simply because it was so beautiful....because they knew that this place.....this moment wouldn't last forever.....because they could pretend it would as long as there was this open sky.
This place had always been their favorite place, because it was so quiet and it felt safe. The garden was close by and the fragrance was sweet.....sort of quiet time in the garden...
Some nights they could hear animals in the distance and sometimes there were orchestras of crickets. He would be forced out of his usual silence to make a comment on the leader of the crickets and she would laugh because she thought all his silly jokes were funny.
Then.....he would point out constellations......Leo minor.......ursa major.......or something equally amazing and tell her stories about them, stories she was sure he made up just for her.
And they would kiss under those stars.......
and talk of the love letters yet to be written.....
He never made her feel out of place, nor nervous. He had this aura around him....distant eyes that have seen much more than she knew.....
He could write volumes and not say a word.....
So many nights they would spend out there........they didn't talk at all.
They would communicate through the stars....
at peace being one......
~FAF~
H 2 <3
Always....<3 me
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