When Night is Falling.

       "Look at the stars," he said, "look at what the whole world takes for granted."
       So I looked.
       I looked up and I saw worlds undiscovered, I saw glittering adventures out in a place I could never dream of going. I stole a glance at him, his eyes were still captivated towards the sky. His lips had a slow smile written across them, his face reflected the smooth night's warmth. On the swing his body was slightly tipped backwards, while his hands gripped the metal chains. I let out a low breath, looking back to the stars.
       "Beautiful," I said simply, leaving my mind to question what exactly I was talking about when I whispered the word.