The stars were gone. Well, some of them. All above overheard, in some kind of impossibly larger black shape. The shower of trails of falling stars in the other regions of the sky outlined it distinctly.
When she was on the streets for a while, it really got to her deeply when it was matted all the time and she felt dirty and gross. Now she owns several kinds of soaps, shampoos and conditioners with lovely herbal and spice-based scents: vanilla, lavender, mint, cinnamon, chamomile, chocolate.