stars – Michal Rotko

Harbor

The star in Dan’s pocket woke up one night, when Dan should’ve been sleeping. He was sitting on the edge of a harbor in a

Every once in a while, when the moon shines bright And the flowers are sleeping There shows a jackal under my window, He comes seeking

There was once a madman A ruler of the stars God of all which is forsaken. There was once a man wearing a crown Withered

She was born small. It was a curious feat; for a Star Dragon to be born small was unheard of. But then again, no one

Dan was sitting on the front steps to the Polaris, forearms leaning against his knees as he glared at the drained star in his hand.

“I think we’re in Hazen,” said Jamie. He‘d climbed out of the bush they’ve landed in, and was now standing beside Dan. He pulled the

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