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seven. | a bts drabble

zeus held the sky, the heavens. poseidon, the seas, and hades, the underworld. athena held the world's wisdom, aphrodite carried the gift of beauty and love.

artemis was born with the hunting instinct. persephone was instilled with the skill of gardening.

but among so many beings in the universe, very few can touch the stars.

a tale as old as time, only the purest, kindest souls are worthy enough to touch a star, they say.

touching a star is proving that you have a heart of gold, a kindred soul. touching a star means you are blessed for life. touching a star, as the legend goes, means that you are one of billions of creatures, and you are noble, and admirable, and courageous. stars are the most beautiful, ethereal things, don't you think?

wanderlust travelers look to the night skies to see the glistening, proudly shining, stars illuminating their path.

lost travelers do the same, finding comfort in having the stars, the constellations, lead the way back home.

i am a lost traveller. i am wanderlust.

i am both. i'm just trying to find my way back home.

so i set down my belongings. i look up at the vast, gaping night sky, full of gleaming stars.

it's so breathtaking. a small glimmer of hope flickers in my heart.

i found my path. i found it!

there, right in the middle of the countless stars, i see the path embroidered in the galaxy, made just for me. it will lead me back to you.

to you. you are my family. you are home.

my eyes follow the constellation, and suddenly, i feel warm. i am loved.

i am in euphoria. serendipity led me to this very constellation. this is where i experienced my epiphany, though i have endured the singularity preceding it.

my euphoria, as i've come to notice, is strongest with you.

your seven smiling faces. seven people, seven brothers, seven souls.

seven who touched the stars.