I'll meet you at the corner

The boy looked up at the stone structure before him with more than a little wonder. It was a moonless night and he had crept out to go stargazing, but it was the first time he had actually considered just what this perfect little viewing platform might have been in another time, with different residents making use of it.

He scrambled over the tumbled stones, nails scraping dully in the darkness, violet eyes already well adjusted to the low light in preparation of tonight's endeavours. He kicked aside some sort of vine that crept up over one wall and down across the pathway to make a clear spot to flop down, neck craning backwards to take in the twinkling lights above. He was sure they held some secret, and if he looked on for long enough, maybe they would whisper their truth to him?