“The stars sparkled above the mist shrouded tents and caravans of the carnival. The night crackled with an odd vibration, as if a veil of peculiarity settled over the company.”
“Life is a caravan, and on this journey we sleep in many tents. Tomorrow I shall sleep in a different tent. ”
“For a brief moment, the rusted steel beams above her sparkled like stars.”
“the dewy night unrolls a heaven thickly jewelled with sparkling stars”
“The splendors of the firmament of timeMay be eclipsed, but are extinguished not;Like stars to their appointed height they climbAnd death is a low mist which cannot blotThe brightness it may veil.”
“the air over the table like the sparkling space just above a fresh-poured seltzer.”