“Stars were falling across the sky myriad and random, speeding along brief vectors from their origins in night to their destinies in dust and nothingness.”
“The stars glitter from outside... like cosmic confetti sprinkled across the night sky.”
“Happiness is a vector. It can only be defined by the speed at which you're moving away from pain.”
“We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.”
“Billions of hard, bright stars shone with relentless glitter across the tropic night sky.”
“This time of night, the sky was flung wide open, stars spread like a story across the horizon.”