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I’ll ignite the stars.
Maybe everything does die—but maybe, somehow, everything that dies someday comes back.
How can you learn about the world if you’re buried in a fantasy?”
She wears life like Elvis wore sequins, with no apology laced into the seams.
It’s easier to be who you want to be when aren’t trying to be who everyone else thinks you are.
“As actors, all we can do is put ourselves in another person for a while and play them the best we can. We’re instruments. We read the notes on the page and interpret them.”
Because apparently when you’re a movie star, even when you’re not working, you’re working.
Stars and stars for as far as the eye can see. The inky blackness is so dark it looks purple, bejeweled with abandoned bits of glitter.
Not JUST the sky. It’s the SAME sky. —And if we’re both looking up at the same sky, how far apart can we REALLY be? What were the odds of us being put on the same slab of rock in this huge universe?
Elle, we might not know much about each other, and I might not be there, and you might not be here, but I’m glad to share this sky with you. —Maybe we should start looking up together, ah’blena
If this is the impossible universe, then I hope tonight was the good sort of impossible. I want to believe.
But evil rarely looks like evil should.
“Where do you want to go? Pick a star, any star. Then set your course. Aim.”
Fashioning my hands into a pistol, I point it at the ceiling, lifting my chin, raising my eyes against the blinding stage lights, and I ignite the stars.
