Written in the Stars

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Long ago, before the great cities and the endless roads,
there was a small valley where the night sky shone
brighter than anywhere else in the world.

In that valley lived a young traveler
who spent his nights watching the stars.
He believed every star
was a story waiting to be remembered.

One night he noticed a new light beside the moon.
Not a star exactly... softer, warmer.

When he followed its glow,
he found someone sitting beneath a tree,
listening to the wind as if it were music.

He sat beside her, and the two watched the sky together.
Neither spoke much... but somehow the silence felt
like a conversation older than either of them.

And from that night on, the traveler stopped searching
the heavens for stories.
Because the most beautiful one was sitting beside him.

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I understand now - some places turn to ash and gray:
Because the world around them is more beautiful.

Thank you.

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Lupar, in the year 999 AF.