I - The Calling

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It visited him in a dream during a restless night. The vision of a star that burned on countless ambitions and desires to fuel its immense glow. A glow that radiated a bountiful harvest of rays that reached towards him like hands, offering an extension of a promise. Yet, this space felt void of warmth or comfort. He stood upon dunes of sand, silver and glistening, that crowned this edgeless desert in majesty. It felt ancient and infinite to stand here beneath the star that blazed and blessed the desert with yearning.

Yearning. He realised that this was the star of yearning. The star that granted wishes and fulfilled desires.

The realisation stirred the star as though he called upon its name. The radiance intensified in brightness and feeling that he could almost see it through his shut eyelids.

"SEEK NIRVALLAH."

He cast the blanket onto the floor and sat up in a hurry, feeling the sweat drip downward after accumulating on his forehead. The heart pounded from impatience and provoked an attitude of a newfound purpose. After his breathing paced itself and his mind found temporary peace, he stared into the darkness of his room and momentarily closed his eyes till the flashing vision of the star forced him to reopen them. He wiped the sweat away and noticed the moon-glow that wrapped around him from the window. Gazing outward through the glass, he peered into the starry sky above the sleeping town and watched the stars breathe for the rest of the night.

 Gazing outward through the glass, he peered into the starry sky above the sleeping town and watched the stars breathe for the rest of the night

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