Masquerade
I had approached the halfway point for my second time around, the sun had by now completely departed the upper horizon of our world, and darkness now replaced the once colorful sky. I looked up and sighed at the beautiful stars, so bright, and looking down on me like a million eyes of angels. The sight as usual was breathtaking. I continued walking and as I approached an area of the path, that had a scattering of picnic tables and benches, I saw a few friends of mine from the neighborhood...