"Look at the sky," she whispered. "The beauty isn't just in the stars. It's in the vast, quiet dark between them. That is the thing that is not there. Without it, the stars would have nowhere to shine."
He walked home that night not with an answer, but with a new rhythm in his step. The "thing that wasn't there" was finally right where it belonged: everywhere. Chronicles Of The Invisible Ordinary Girl Int'engekhoyo
"You are looking for the thing that isn't there," she finally said, her voice like dry leaves. Lwazi startled. "How did you know?" "Look at the sky," she whispered
She pointed to the horizon where the sun had finally disappeared. The stars weren't out yet, and the blue of the sky was turning to an infinite, deep black. That is the thing that is not there