Video narration
At first, the night is a dark, quiet field, with stars blinking far apart. You watch them as you might watch a necklace resting in its box: beautiful, distant, waiting. At the lower right, a woman's face appears in a simple outline. She says nothing. The sky breathes around her. Then one star slips free. It does not fade. It travels downward, crossing the dark toward her neck. Another follows, then a few more, leaving the distance behind. Watch them gather where a necklace would lie. Their separate points form a gentle line against the quiet outline of her skin. The sky is no longer only above her. It has entered her space. One by one, the stars settle. Faraway light becomes something she wears. And when the necklace is still, the night feels closer-personal, held at her throat, one star at a time.