I was best friends with the moon. He told me stories about the stars. He told me how they saved him. from the all loneliness. He says only he can hear them. He says that its his gift. He says that they tell him of who they used to be. They used to roam the earth. They used to be alive. and I felt as though he stole them. I felt like its unfair. why does he get something that was taken away from us? I shout at him to give them back give them back. he told me that he cant. He told me that they'll stay. he told me to just listen he told me to be quiet he said that they are here. You just have to watch you just have to feel and every night they will appear.