The twinkling stars playing hide and seek. The silver crescent peeping through the concrete canopy. The soulless clouds in their fair cloaks, swaying in slow motion on the tender breeze. The occasional bird stretching its lazy wing past the crimson shore. The free floating leaf hijacking a ride on the slippery shadows of the invisible wind. Even the shy comet, slipping out of its paradise on a silent night with its tail trailing its timid steps. Have you ever seen an extra in the sky? Hugo
