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Light pollution doesn’t exist out in the Clarkton backwoods, for there aren’t any cities for a hundred miles in any direction. Out there, a new moon makes the stars so visible, you can imagine yourself as an astronaut in space. At least this is what little Georgie Parker does on these ideal nights. The back porch as his spaceship, he sails through the universe searching for a new home. And rightfully so, for Clarkton is no place for an imaginative young boy. No, Clarkton is no place for anyone with dreams.
Hovering above reality with the passion of a saint, Georgie dreams his ever-expanding dreams. In these moments, his mind is so wet with clarity that his ideas manifest themselves as true visions. Rotating galaxies come to life before his eyes. Dead planets flourish with life once again. Star systems of limitless proportion beckon for his witness.
Georgie has no restrictions in space. Georgie is god of all that he may touch. But his stature is stripped away when his mother calls out his bedtime. It is at this point that the dead-ends of a dead town envelope his thoughts. It is now that little Georgie will slip into sleep and become god again until the sun steals his throne.
Light pollution doesn’t exist out in the Clarkton backwoods, for there aren’t any cities for a hundred miles in any direction. Out there, a new moon makes the stars so visible, you can imagine yourself as an astronaut in space. At least this is what little Georgie Parker does on these ideal nights. The back porch as his spaceship, he sails through the universe searching for a new home. And rightfully so, for Clarkton is no place for an imaginative young boy. No, Clarkton is no place for anyone with dreams.
Hovering above reality with the passion of a saint, Georgie dreams his ever-expanding dreams. In these moments, his mind is so wet with clarity that his ideas manifest themselves as true visions. Rotating galaxies come to life before his eyes. Dead planets flourish with life once again. Star systems of limitless proportion beckon for his witness.
Georgie has no restrictions in space. Georgie is god of all that he may touch. But his stature is stripped away when his mother calls out his bedtime. It is at this point that the dead-ends of a dead town envelope his thoughts. It is now that little Georgie will slip into sleep and become god again until the sun steals his throne.
