text: A dream-lit cityscape in the stars &#x200B; The silhouette of two individuals could be seen sitting on the edge of what could very well be the void, but the sound of cool night waves lapping against weather-worn wood was a clear giveaway. &#x200B; "It's a lovely night to watch a meteor shower", the younger sounding of the two murmured with a feminine voice. There was a warm softness to her voice, almost as warm as the arms that draped and the chest that supported her back. Her companion held her just a little tighter in response, as thought to voice his agreement. &#x200B; The flash of the first meteor flew overhead, like an avian of pure brilliance announcing the arrival of a majestic flock of light. The woman chirped a happy noise at the appearance of the signal that their planned show was about to start. They have come to this very same spot every year on the same day since they first met, both drawn by the promise of the technicolor lightshow that graced these same skies year after year. &#x200B; They still remember that first chance meeting, two awkward teens prone to sneaking out had snuck out of their respective homes in search of the perfect place to view the annual meteor shower. The moon had been full and its pearlescent rabbit was clearly visible against its snow white canvas, watching over the sleeping town they both grew up in. &#x200B; The man, barely into puberty at the time of their meeting, had fumbled out a greeting to the young woman. "Um, hi. The, uh, moon is really big tonight, right?", he had muttered, picking at one of the separation points in the wooden planks with his foot while his hands threatened to burrow straight through his pockets. She chuckled lightly, a flash of metallic imbued teeth showing her own greeting. "Indeed, I came to see the meteor shower, they're hard to see at my house. Want to join me?", she inquired of the nervous young man. He muttered a nearly non-committal approval of the idea and stood beside her. They stood and watched the rain of light parade across the stars. &#x200B; "I think it's starting!", the present day woman burbled as a few more meteors screamed across the spacial viewing screen they had both become well acquainted with. She still had fond memories of him pointing out Ursa Major and Orion's Belt for the first time, stricken at the amount of passion for astronomy he expressed when the mood changed from his own anxious mood to that of a confident young man. She felt his face that was muffled by the hair on the back of her hair smile warmly. Nothing but the stars and the bond they shared existed for a time as far as they were concerned. &#x200B; They sat there and watched the kaleidoscope of galloping light flood the night sky till the sun showed the first signs of breaking. Another successful and happy year, enjoying the night sky they had nearly memorized by this point. They got up, brushing off the light amount of sand they had managed to accumulate from a night of sitting so near the coast. The couple then proceeded to journey back to their shared home, the coolness of their twin rings giving way to the warmth of their entwined hands.