One evening, the stars looked down at me and asked, “Wanderer, you have traveled so far. What do you seek?”
I sat below them on an open, grassy hill. Points of light blazed overhead, like colorful jewels set in a black velvet cloth, twinkling expectantly.
“Hope, I think,” I replied.
For a moment, they said nothing. A light breeze shuffled blades of grass around me, bringing the cool scent of night with it.
“You are very brave,” the stars said at last. “We will keep watch for you.”
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