'There are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars shine next to each other, fooling the creatures that they are one.'
Glimmering stars scattered onto the dark velvet sky, creating a majestic contrast in my vision. The stars were so near- so near that they are within my reach.
It was as if the starry sky is a mirror of the heavenly body; I could see the fairy dust sprinkled and sparkled on the reflection of my hazel eyes.
Are the fairies bidding their farewell to me? The once-illuminating stars grew dim and died away in a blink of an eye.
I reached my hand out, hoping that I could grab a firm hold of the fading dazzles.
However, a glittering reflected light shone brighter in front of the distant stars, capturing my attention from the blurry view.
The blue rays embracing the flickering star sent a resemblance of a sapphire gemstone.
Was it my illusion? I could tell that this precious gemstone is speaking to me through its shimmering rays; yet, no clue found.
As I lost in my thoughts, a tiny fissure appeared in between in the gemstone. I narrowed my eyelids, attempting to focus on the merely-seen split. As time goes by, the gap grew wider.
'It isn't one, but two...' the voice in my head spoke the fact.
It wasn't long before a shooting star deployed from the blue one, striking a straight line across the gloomy sky. Unintentionally, my eyes moved along the linear drew onto the shady canvas.
Another star lightened up before the last one- a bright heavenly white star.
"That's Hamal, the brightest star of..." an unfamiliar, silvery voice played next to my ear as I locked my eyes onto the twinkling star.
I lost in my thoughts, lost for words, get lost in the inexpressible view- not until I lost the gravity underneath my feet without alert.
My eyes widened; yet, they glued onto the distancing, stunning view. My hair fluttered in the strong wind that howls thunderously next to my ears, filling every peace of mind that I once had.
It took me seconds to be aware of the fact that I was floating in the air moments ago, and that I'm falling to the ground by now.
A constant force pulling on her muscles, she could feel her leg jolted briefly and uncontrollably. Slowly and calmly, she opened her eyes.
Plain ceiling entered into her vision behind those heavy eyelids. A familiar view; yet, a different one from what she saw a moment ago.
A breath after another, steadily and quietly; she tried to identify which one is the reality. "... What a weird dream," she muttered as she recollected the pieces of her dream scene by scene.
"...Hamal?" she added, keeping the unknown word of her dream into her mind.
Only if she remembers the detail of the utmost importance- who was the person tells her about Hamal.
On the other side of the city, the night was rather calming. A gentle breeze brushed against the fair skin of the grey-haired man.
The stainless stain of telescope spread its coldness onto his slender finger.
As the strains of greyish hair and the blue necktie fluttered in the wind, his emerald eyes locked onto the thousand glimmering stars reflected in the eyepiece.
The wintriness does not bother him; instead, it comforts him.
"Ah... It's getting cold. Are you sure we have to do this tonight?" a tall man with amethyst, messy hair broke the silence with a shivering voice following by a brief sneeze.
The violet-haired man pressed his palms against his arms and began to rub it vigorously.
"I told you to wear a scarf earlier." the red-haired man spoke softly while adjusting his brown palette plaid scarf around his neck.
A soft sigh escaped from his thin lips as he gazed at the others. He, then, took a step towards the violet-haired man with runny nose.
"Let's go and get some hot beverages," he suggested before turning to the grey-haired man who seems to be in his world.
Without approaching the grey-haired man any further, they walked towards the only door in the rooftop, access to the internal of the building step by step.
The grey-haired man twisted the adjustment knob, making an effort to aim the constellation he's looking for as precisely as possible.
With a blink of an eye, the view in the eyepiece trembled, indicating the equipment fell apart out of sudden. His eyes widened in shock.
He outreached his hand, trying to rescue the essential of stargazing.
However, he was three seconds late. A brief cracking sound struck through the silence as the tool landed onto the rock nearby.
For a moment, his heart was tied up with a huge rock and drown into the deep ocean.
'... ... Dammit.' he cursed underneath his skull, only to find a smaller hand was right next to where his hand froze in the air.
Glancing down in reflex, to where the owner of the smaller hand is, strains of long brown hair fell off to shoulder, covering the face of the unknown girl.
A figure that couldn't found in his memory storage of the centre of his brain. He was sure that she isn't any of his acquaintance.
"Who are y-?!" Just when he was about to question the stranger, the scene replaced into the blurred view reflected in the telescope.
The scene disappeared in front of his eyes is like it wasn't there in the first place.
Was it a daydream? Was it an illusion? It was as if odd trailer- played out of the blue, and stopped as it pleases.
Perhaps, precognition, it is- only if you believe in abilities without scientific evidence. A sense of happiness and excitement stirred within from nowhere.
He leaned back and parted off from the eyepiece before straightening his back. With his hand remaining on the adjusting knob, he looked upon the heavenly sky in silence.
"Kazuki, I've bought you a cup of hot coffee..." the red-haired man returned along with the violet-haired man, breaking the silence in the rooftop- not until he noticed the expression of Kazuki from the side.
He stopped and studied the expression of the grey-haired man- one that he has never seen before.
Lips widened with its corners curled up in slight extend, Kazuki formed a faint smile on his face.
"... ... Saa, who are you?" Kazuki murmured with an undertone voice as he stared at the mesmerizing view; yet, was the beautiful sky is what he stared at? Perhaps, only he knows.