The Philosophy of Stars — Bo Fowler

Father Herbert and his brothers had been making Glow-In-The-Dark-Crucifixes for the glory of God in their little friary in the middle of nowhere in particular for as long as anyone could remember.

Until one rainy Sunday morning.

That particular morning the friars found a curious Post-It-Note stuck to the church door when they arrived for prayers.

That night, under a great panoply of stars, as he brushed his teeth, Father Herbert sensed that a great mystery was before him... a mystery in someway entwined with himself.