The Vist

The night sky of Neton was a clear one. The deep blue, almost a black but well illuminated by the bright full moon, glistened with a pattern of twinkling stars. The background light from Brisbane was almost nonexistent, a pleasant change of atmosphere that was rarely appreciated by most. Except Jane. She loved the clear sky, the faint presence of the Milky Way as it wrapped itself across the near-endless plane that was the sky …

…the corner of her eye Jane caught a glimpse of something arcing through the night sky and turned to look at the object A falling star! Not as bright as the one she witnessed the night this whole thing started, but a falling star nonetheless. Jane began to think up a wish. And then stopped herself. No, she didn't have to make that wish, there was no need. It had already come true. The END