๋࣭ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ A Dream Created (Alejandro Balde.)

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You had always believed in magic. It was something about the way the world felt when you were near the sea or when you gazed up at the night sky, as if the universe was whispering secrets meant only for you.

It was on one such evening that Alejandro came into your life, and the magic you had always sensed suddenly felt more tangible, more real.

It was an ordinary day at the park, where you liked to escape the chaos of your daily routine. The birds seemed to sing louder when you were there, and the sky was painted in hues of twilight, casting a warm glow over everything.

As you strolled along the path, lost in your thoughts, you noticed a young man with a striking presence practicing his soccer moves on a nearby field. His focus and grace were almost mesmerizing.

You couldn’t help but watch, intrigued by his fluid movements and the way he seemed to move in harmony with the world around him. Alejandro, for that was his name, moved with a confidence that was both captivating and endearing.

It was as if he was performing a dance with the ball, each step a part of a grand choreography designed just for him.

As you walked closer, a gentle breeze ruffled your hair, and you felt a sudden sense of connection. It was a feeling you had experienced before but never so strongly.

The birds seemed to chirp in harmony with his movements, and the stars, though not yet visible, felt as though they were already peeking out from behind the curtains of the evening sky.

The moment he looked up and caught your eye, you felt a spark, as if the universe had conspired to bring you together. His gaze was warm and inviting, and there was something in his eyes that made you feel like you were the only person in the world.

Hey,” he said, with a smile that seemed to light up the entire park. “I didn’t mean to intrude on your space. Just needed to practice a bit.

You smiled back, feeling a sense of ease and familiarity.

No intrusion at all. It’s actually quite a pleasure to watch you.

From that day on, your paths seemed to cross more often. Whether by chance or by some mysterious design, you and Alejandro began spending more time together.

Each encounter felt like a scene from a dream—beautiful, surreal, and imbued with a sense of wonder.

One evening, as you and Alejandro walked side by side through the park, the sky above was awash with the colors of twilight. He turned to you, his eyes reflecting the deep blues and purples of the approaching night.

You know,” he began, his voice soft and thoughtful, “it feels like there’s something special about the way we met. Like… like it was meant to be.

You nodded, feeling a sense of agreement deep within you.

I’ve always believed in magic. In the idea that sometimes, the universe aligns things just right for us.

Alejandro chuckled softly.

I think you might be right. Sometimes, I feel like everything falls into place when I’m with you.

As you both reached a quiet spot overlooking the city, the stars began to appear, one by one, twinkling like tiny pieces of stardust scattered across the darkening sky.

Alejandro reached out and took your hand, his touch warm and reassuring.

It’s like the stars are celebrating with us,” he said, his voice filled with awe.

You looked up at the sky, feeling as if the entire universe was celebrating this moment with you.

I’ve always thought that the stars are like dreams,” you said, “that they shine brightly to remind us of the magic in the world.

Alejandro squeezed your hand gently.

And I think you’re right. It’s like everything around us is part of a beautiful dream come true.

As you stood together, watching the stars and feeling the gentle breeze, it was clear that something extraordinary had unfolded between you.

It was as if the angels had indeed sprinkled moon dust and starlight into your lives, creating a moment of perfect harmony.

In that quiet, magical space, with Alejandro by your side, it felt like you had finally found the missing piece of your dream.

And as the stars continued to shine brightly above, you knew that this was just the beginning of a beautiful story, one written in the stars and brought to life by the magic that had always been there, waiting for you to discover it.

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