Stargazing

I went to a friend’s house to do some stargazing, his name is Jefferey in case you were curious. He told me to look through his telescope into the night sky. I knelt down, it was a small telescope, more of a child’s toy than a proper star spotter, and was blinded by a white light. When I stepped back, the world before me full of different colored squares and flashes of fireworks as my eyes searched for my surroundings, I could hear Jefferey laughing (good thing I mentioned his name earlier or you’d be clueless as to where the laughter was coming from, luckily we’re on the same page). When my eyes finally adjusted I saw Jefferey standing there on the lawn, a huge grin stuck on his face, and a bright beautiful sun burning in his hand.