Tomorrow here We Come #2

The wind bit and pulled at her skin, tearing through her jacket and into her bones. But she was already cold. No, not from the weather- her soul was cold. And tired. Oh so fucking tired. She felt the chill in her heart and figured wandering about outside would chill her body to match. Dusk had settled on the hills, the light dimming rapidly as the northern wind snapped its icy jaws on her now-red cheeks. As her heart cracked, she stumbled, tears rolling down her face. But she couldn’t feel them. See, she was numb. Inside, and out. The earth was wet, but she didn’t mind. Crumbling to the ground, she tucked her long legs under her chin and awaited the show.
Dark had fallen, taking with it the brightness that autumn brings. Her ocean-blue eyes fixated upon the sky, awaiting the pockets of light. Even in the darkness, the stars always shone through. As she watched her twinkling friends erupt one by one back into the inky sky, a smile touched her wind-chapped lips. When she star gazed, she felt as though she was one of them, hovering above the Earth as a beacon of hope for her loved ones to always look up to. That’s all she’s ever wanted. To bring hope and light back into the world, into a world that seems to lack it everywhere you look.
So it was then she decided to take a piece from the stars and tuck it inside herself. This way, no matter how dark she became, how lost in her mind she was, there would always be a light to come back to.