Dusk Bleak
Seriously

“What is Ant?“ said Claudia who was cool while pedaling her folding bicycle, which can be folded but this time she was being pedaled. To fill a relaxing time while exercising so that the body is healthy, fresh always.

“Shoot,“ said Antony who at that time the atmosphere began to grim, after dusk, where he was cool toy wind weapons that he was proud of. Toy guns should be used strictly. Not just any shooting. Against birds, lizards, lizards, and other flying animals, especially on stars. If you fall, it can make your eyes wink.

Dielus-elus, in puriin, in caeca, if there is a little dirty directly on the lap. Let no other small animal first use it to be damaged and made into useless trivial goods. That harmless thing becomes a fun game. But it can be terrible if played by dangerous people. He was able to pierce through the flesh when the pelor was released at a very close distance. And it can make the eel leak if the populace is banged into a living brow. That's why be careful. Must be vigilant. And follow the doctor's advice.

“That star?“

Claud looked up. There's a weird spool in there. Something very brilliant. Reached can not, picked can not afford. Not flowers. Not guitar.

“Yes, Sirius.“

“Serious?”

“Iya,” Antony said. The brightest star in the night sky when viewed from the earth with the naked eye without being shielded. He twinkled between two billion visible stars. And continue to glow incandescent without being able to break it. Flickering into view. With the dark atmosphere of the night. Which sprinkles other incandescent pearls.

He's brilliant. Because on earth the distance is not how far until the eyes are so beautiful. But it is not the largest and brightest, compared to everything in the universe. He's just a grain of sand between rocks, if compared to those two billion galaxies. But it is also not the smallest for the size of other celestial bodies that are just grains of rock and scattered around the Solar System and if collected only one-third of the weight of the moon in each month. Even so to his brilliance defeated another brilliant whose heat exceeded hell. And able to penetrate the mind of the admirers, to make dozens of compliments on him who can unravel the darkness of the night to find in one direction the love is increasingly real.

“He's the brightest star,“ Antony said. The light so gracefully pierced the eye and nothing beat it, that night.

“Then..“ asked Claud who was astonished by the attitude of this friend and did not understand the dog that glowed with his dwarf. He's safe there. Relax with its strange-looking light. Something is disturbing, someone added. It gets brighter when the two are moving. And refract if your little one gets in the way. And make it bigger, if combined. His incandescent is doubled. His brilliance is getting clearer. And penetrated the earth more clearly. So that his admirers grew fond, making it strange sprints in poetry. And the verses created for her are getting more and more.

“For no one is brighter than you.“ Antony said as he blinked his eyes and played coke with his powerful weapon. Up and down.

“Ah...“.

Claudia just blushed and he pedaled his bike to the dream of replacing the brilliant Sirius, so as not to be shot with Antony.