On the train platform, a tragic beauty exists.
Like everyone else, she has stars for eyes, but not like the stars giving soliloquies to audiences in the dark, but like the consummate balls of hydrogen and helium that are billions of years away.
That are billions of years old.
Diana (The Beauty series)
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