Blackwater Islands moondust

spring brought about warmer temperatures that had him feeling more attached to this earth with every passing day.

he was not far from the den.  there was no need to be.  all that he required was right above them.  with recent exploration, he found that a little further out there was a much better view.  he took in the waterfall with interest but great caution, briefly became distracted by a cricket that landed nearby, and then drew his head up to admire the stars.

he loved them.  as much as a child could.  one day his concept of 'love' might mature, and the all-encompassing feeling that captured him be bound to childhood, reachable only through nostalgia.

but for now, this is what he knew.  as much as he was bound to the earth he was bound to the stars, and they were a beautiful sight to behold.  without pollution to block out the light and weather conditions that were remarkably in favor, they looked close enough to touch.

it was the listener's presence that brought him back to earth.  he nodded towards her and exhaled as invitation, then gestured back towards the universe with a curious twinkle in his eye.