Just a few minutes later, as Hans laid his back on his jet's seat, he gazed out the transparent window.
Just a few stars hung up in the sky, shimmering as they emitted a faint light that was sometimes barely visible to the naked eye.
That was probably the effect of the light pollution on the ground, otherwise, Hans would have found himself underneath a beautiful starry sky.
Then there was the moon, even with the excessive light pollution, it still shone brightly in the sky.
It wasn't a full moon, instead, it didn't even reach the halfway point.
'Was it a crescent moon… no, maybe yesterday it was a half moon… honestly, it's strange that even with my memory I can't remember something like that…
They are telling the truth when they say that the most beautiful thing one can observe in nature is always above their heads, even if everyone always takes it for granted.
I like this… watching the moon is… relaxing.'