a million miles from home i'm walking ahead

Anonymous:
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☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing?

                 he doesn’t sleep on a regular basis b ut anyway
       he paints. not like how humans paint, though ; he paints with stars. like if you were to walk into some random field in the middle of the night, you’d see a shirtless archangel just lying there in the grass, lazily waving his hands around, and above him the cosmos would literally be shifting and bending to meet his designs, & there would be wisps of star dust trailing off of these systems as he moves them, swirling out in the night sky like a cloud of dust particles drifting through a ray of sunlight, & unidentifiable, ethereal lights that glow more fervently than any mere star, like supernovas but less violent ; more gentle. & meteors would streak the sky wherever he directed them, & constellations would form and disband and melt at his whim, & the sky would play canvas to one of the most powerful creatures in the universe, who paints with massive forces of destruction & produces nothing but the most exquisite beauty.