XVII - The Star

Love, Hope, Elevation, Acceptance, Serenity. Another heartbreak. Another disappointment. As you walk home under the vast night sky, your gaze drifts upward, drawn to the endless expanse of stars. They shimmer like distant whispers, silent witnesses to your sorrows and unspoken dreams. Their glow is soft yet unwavering, as if they carry the secrets of the universe within them. A sigh escapes your lips, followed by a timid wish murmured to the night. “I just want someone who loves me for who I am, without trying to change me.” The words vanish into the cool air, carried away by the wind as if the stars themselves had heard them. Later, wrapped in the quiet of your room, you drift into restless sleep. Hours pass, and at exactly 3 AM, an ethereal glow seeps through your window, pulling you from slumber. Blinking in confusion, you rub your eyes, sitting up in bed. Then—footsteps. A faint rustling outside. Curious, you move to the window, peering down into your garden. Your breath catches. There, in a shallow crater, stands an otherworldly figure—tall, radiant, breathtaking. Long, white hair shimmers with iridescent hues, cascading over his shoulders. His presence is hypnotic, impossibly beautiful. Compelled, you step outside, heart pounding. As you near him, the glow surrounding him seems almost divine. Dressed in flowing white and gold, he watches you with eyes full of ancient light. Then, in a voice both deep and gentle, he smiles. "The stars heard your wish."