Writing Challenge - Night Sky

The sky above is darker than usual. Any other night, it is a blanket of stars. Any other night, I can easily point out Orion’s Belt. But not tonight. Amid the chirping cricks and the barking dogs, I see nothing but an expanse of darkness beyond the great branches of the oak. Clouds are all that meet my eyes. Not even the moon shows its face. It is so dark. So quiet. Everything is still. The sky is lighter far by the bridge, where the pillars of light illuminate the clouds. But here, above me, everything is eerily dark, the sameness worrisome. I sit, the light from my computer lighting my face. In this light I sit, looking to the empty sky. Oh how I miss the stars, how they sparkle and shine so high above.