Dark Night Monologue

Hues of purple congested the sky as the dark night neared. The dark bluish sky, engulfed the hill where I lay, unmoved, stargazing.
It was overwhelming; yet serene.
The indistinct wind brushed across my face, making the experience all the more pleasant. The damp grass blades brushed across my forearms as I lay them on the land.
This place intoxicated me. It gave me all the calming I need. It made me feel that I’m not alone. That I’ll never be alone as I had these twinkly companions, scattered all across the heavens, giving me the support I needed.
It was uncanny, as I seemed to rely upon these heavenly bodies, from which some of them were already dead.
Nonetheless, the sight was reassuring and comforting.
The bungled up philosophies and the cluttered thoughts all seemed to fall under ataraxia. It fulfilled my need of having a human companion.

This was one of the few times where I felt completely appeased. The stars shone so bright, maybe snuggling with the other curtained stars.
Stargazing was my favourite hobby. The occasional hoot of the owl and the other nocturnal insects lit up the entire place. It was amazing as just a few hours ago, it had been a blue day, with scorching heat that made you claw out your hair in frustration but now, it was tranquil and luring.
It burned away the dreariness of the day; the monotonous robotic work performed by me was long forgotten and deep buried under the covers of obliviousness.
It made me amend my decisions and just array everything out. The glittering clutters of the marvellous ètoiles beckoned me towards them.
My eyes, no matter how exhausted they were, were wide open for the little magical diamonds in the darkest shade of