Her heart was broken and she was so alone in her darkness. She cried and cried until her tears soaked the pillow under her head. When her eyes closed, the moon took her hand and brought her to the night sky, wherein was full of shining points, wherein a star was burning, a star was flickering and a star was dying. After that, the night became her diary. She would pick up a star, hug it near her heart, and start to tell, the moon would write and stars would listen. They were the only things that she had. Now, they know all of her secrets and she is still dreaming ... Hand-drawn artwork with ink and poster color on cardboard with some digital edits. Size: 500 x 560 mm