The night skies are filled with stars and I can see the Milky Way so vividly. The vast darkness makes the smallest beam of light spread as if it were a huge projector. As I step out of the cabin with my constricted pupils, I can’t see more than a step ahead. A moment later my shadow reveals itself, created by a small lamp at the edge of the trail.

 

The stars above me are at times dimmed, and at other times sharp. Each area I look at becomes blurry, as the other ones become vivid, as if wanting me to look at them. Like a dancer, inviting my eyes to go through the entire blanket of stars across the skies. Skies that longed for me to come and gaze at them.