Why are you so afraid, little star? You were formed from the most precious of elements. They pulled together to create you and only you. They didn’t pull together to create your sister or your brother, this cloud chose to create you.
You are an interstellar creation formed within only the densest of clouds. There was a time when you were just particles floating around in the deep, dark recesses of space. These particles had no place to be, they had no goal. At least, not until they created you, little star. You are a celestial body shining bright for all to see. Even if you are billions upon billions of miles away, the planets still see you, and their eyes widen in awe for they cannot look away. You are the star, the main show. Your lights twinkle and dance across the milky way just so you can show off how perfectly beautiful you are. There are lifeforms that call you a heavenly body, there are some that even need you as a resource to live. You can be used as light for a growing world, as navigation for a lost boy, and you can even be used to paint a beautiful picture across the night sky for all to look up at in wonder. If you can do all that, why do you feel as if you do not matter?
Even with all these praises, you are still afraid. Little star, why is that? Is it because you are afraid of hurting others? Or perhaps it is because you are afraid of dying out. You have nothing to fear, little star. In your lifetime you will shine beautifully for all to see, you will offer light, navigation, and art and when your time comes, you will fade. This is just the way of life. Millions of stars die out, each one of them having served their purpose and each purpose as important as the last. You do not need to fear, little star, for you are not alone. When it is time, those millions of other stars will be there with you and each one of you will leave your mark in the galaxy. Each one of you just as special as the last.
Do not be afraid, little star. You have a long while to wait until then, so for now you must take advantage of the life you have and dance your heart out. Become the light you wish to be and shine bright so that the newborn planets can bask in your warmth and protection. Do not be afraid, little star.
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Wings of the Cosmos and Other Short Stories
Krótkie OpowiadaniaWe are riding on the wings of the stoic eagle, the delicate dove, and the foolish pelican. Or perhaps there is more to it. Space is everlasting and vast, the mysteries it holds are something we have yet to crack. These short stories are about the my...
