Megan pulled her car up to the gate and put it in park as the sun was setting behind the horizon. It had been a long, backwoods road with virtually no people on it, so she wasn't too worried about anyone coming up behind her looking to go through the gate - especially at this time of day. And it wasn't like this was the first time she had done this, anyway. No, this was something that she did on a regular basis. It helped her to have a feeling of peace and placement.
She got out of the car and could immediately feel the wind on her skin, just cool enough to start the series of goosebumps running along her chest and arms. That was a feeling she never got tired of - it made her feel alive. She took in the smell of the fresh air, carrying the scents of the trees and flowers into her nose. It was a wholly different experience from being home in her house, where everything was controllable and safe. She had no power over this - and it was invigorating.
It wasn't the easiest thing in the world to do, but she made her way up onto the roof of her car, carefully stepping to distribute her weight and ensure that she didn't damage anything. The area she was in was just shy of the hills, which made the horizon much more interesting and exciting. The car gave her that extra little bit of height to see everything over as well, allowing her to see the very top of the sun behind the hills.
She watched the sky as it dimmed, and the colors shifted through their reds and oranges until they returned to a much darker blue than had been present earlier in the day. In the process, the stars began to fade into existence, forming their constellations and giving light and beauty to the sky even as it grew darker and darker into the night. The stars were unchanging and everlasting - they were one of the few constants in a world of ever changing variables.
Being out here like this was something that she had never shared with anyone else. She wasn't sure if she ever would. To be alone with her thoughts in the silence was calming, and knowing that there was no one else whose schedule she had to adhere to was refreshing. If she ever was going to share this with someone, it would have to be someone exceedingly special. And even then, it was a toss up.
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