She walks down the halls and all around her she sees beauty.
She sees beauty in everything but herself.
Itβs like walking in a sea of black and only seeing white.
And sometimes she wonders how she can be so alone.
How can she feel like she is the only person in a room filled to capacity.
She asks herself these questions and closes her eyes, desperately searching for the answer. Because the answer to these questions is the key to the rest of her life.
The Life of Stardust. 