His bulbs caught the light of distant stars – a sliver of their magnificence, bound in flickering wire and gleaming glass. They burned bold and bright for year after year – as long as the stars stayed in the sky, the bulbs would glow, he promised – and people flocked from across the world to behold their marvelous star-spun light.
One day, the bulbs started to go out.
This is for Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Nick de Partee for providing the prompt photo!