The jeweller in the sky wraps himself in his favourite coat of darkest indigo silk.
He is preparing to scatter his gems across the night, just like he does every time the sun retreats.
With infinite patience and care, he rolls great handfuls of stones to shine free between the stars.
Then he pauses. And hold some gems in his palms.
He considers them closely. They are the colour of life and secrets and they whisper answers to unknown mysteries.
Without warning – casually, carelessly, cruelly – the Jeweller threads these gems into opulent dreams and discards them to the earth below.
He could watch where they fall and how they colour the dreams they land in. Sometimes he does.
But not tonight.
Backstory: I wrote the original of this on Twitter back in 2016(!) I’ve expanded it a tiny bit here. The image is actually the original of the one I used to make my image for my Snapshot Story #16, The Lantern. It’s a digital image by LittleOne and I’ve snapped a photo and I’ve pushed the original image through my Photoshop Express app and its cosmos filter a few times to get the right effects of opulent, dream-like and jewel-ish.
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