Club Romance — My Stories (№ 455540)

The metal shutters began to part, revealing a view of endless space. He [Rix] leaned against the cold glass, not daring to look away from the view. The black canvas was dotted with myriads of stars of various sizes. They resembled small bluish and yellowish pearls scattered across the boundless cosmic ocean. The nebulae floating through it seemed mysterious and majestic labyrinths filled with dreams and phantoms. So distant. And so close. Space fascinated, chained to itself.