When We Look at the Stars, We See Them as They Were

On the last world of a distant and lonely system, there was a circus made of light.

There were dawn-tamers, cracking shadow-whips. There were twilight dancers, grey and dim yet coldly beautiful, whirling and pirouetting. There were acrobats, burning like suns, swinging across trapezes of night.

This was so very long ago. The world now is dark and silent. Its sun has turned cold. The circus is only grey dust, without even an ember to light it.

But still people watch the circus, through telescopes and instruments, as the light of it travels through the dark between the stars.

Word Count: 99

This is for Friday Fictioneers. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for running the challenge and  J Hardy Carroll for providing the photo prompt!

Read other responses to the prompt here!

38 thoughts on “When We Look at the Stars, We See Them as They Were

Add yours

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: