My hands tightly grip the stone
that had fallen to the bottom of the cave.
A rock - so simple a thing.
But etched into its surface,
a star.
Beckoning me to follow its light,
I rise out from the cavern,
greeted by moonlight overhead.
I hold out my hand,
the star guiding me to the edge of the earth.
I trust it.
I fall into the bleak horizon.
The sky wraps her body around me
one last time.

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