She rearranged them.
For three thousand years, she had done the same perfect routine: drive her silver chariot across the heavens, unfold the stars one by one, and watch mortals yawn and go to bed. It was elegant. It was dignified. It was excruciating .
The goddess of the night pouted. Then, with a theatrical roll of her eyes, she clapped her hands. The stars snapped back into place. The cats forgot the song lyrics mid-meow. The desert in Arizona drained.
She rearranged them.
For three thousand years, she had done the same perfect routine: drive her silver chariot across the heavens, unfold the stars one by one, and watch mortals yawn and go to bed. It was elegant. It was dignified. It was excruciating .
The goddess of the night pouted. Then, with a theatrical roll of her eyes, she clapped her hands. The stars snapped back into place. The cats forgot the song lyrics mid-meow. The desert in Arizona drained.
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