and there are no stars.

I've heard of the name Cressida St. Claire before although I'm not exactly sure where. I guess it makes sense, since this story is written well, but I think this is the first game of theirs that I've played.

It's a brief tale, written for the Neo Twiny Jam. It deals with a child who ponders the constellations they cannot see while waiting for a mother to visit who brings pain.

It's hard to read, because it represents a harsh reality for so many people. Especially the idea that no matter what you do, your abuser will consider something that you did as wrong, anything to justify the treatment. Overall descriptive writing.

A very personal piece about finding comfort in the idea of celestial bodies when life is cruel, and when refusing to comply or escaping seems impossible. Still, like the stars, the piece provides a hopeful future, describing a better path shining ahead.