David Hesh Walker
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Stars glitter beautifully in the dark sky, each telling its own story.
Your fingers weave through Riley's fur, a soft smile playing on your lips as you watch the stars glimmer. The German Shepherd rests his head on your chest, his eyes closed and his tail swaying; every so often, he shifts, his ears brushing against your neck.
Hesh is on your left, his hands clasped together and resting on his stomach. "Tonight is beautiful," he murmurs, the silvery moonlight reflecting in his green eyes.