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'When I look at the stars, every night, they hurt. With every little twinkle they give me, they hurt.
Each night I look at how beautiful they are, and they are painstakingly pointing out that I'm just a lonely soul under an endless sky.
A lonely soul, because you're not here to see them with me.
And each night, they look down on me, cold, distant, and I can watch. That's all.
You're not here. And I miss you.'
The whispered confession of the lonely little fairy, looking at the moon, was only heard by a bird taking flight.
She looked, her small sobs unheard over the rush of the river, and her tears followed the stream.

Wanted to do something a bit more dreamlike, inspired by a friend of mine. Will perhaps change later for another file (not really content about the lighting/shadows and such, yet.)

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Description
'When I look at the stars, every night, they hurt. With every little twinkle they give me, they hurt.
Each night I look at how beautiful they are, and they are painstakingly pointing out that I'm just a lonely soul under an endless sky.
A lonely soul, because you're not here to see them with me.
And each night, they look down on me, cold, distant, and I can watch. That's all.
You're not here. And I miss you.'
The whispered confession of the lonely little fairy, looking at the moon, was only heard by a bird taking flight.
She looked, her small sobs unheard over the rush of the river, and her tears followed the stream.

Wanted to do something a bit more dreamlike, inspired by a friend of mine. Will perhaps change later for another file (not really content about the lighting/shadows and such, yet.)

Stock used: