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Make a wish, dear reader.

No, not on the stars, nor on the dandelions. Do not let those gentle things, whether they explode billions of earths away or separate in the breeze, be trusted with your heaviest dreams.

Instead, wish on the sunrise. It's fire watches over you every day and carries your thoughts over lands, searching consistently without rest for the key to unlocking your deepest wishes.

What that key is? Darling, if I knew, I'd tell you. The sunrise has it's secrets too, and only those gentle enough to listen to the wind, to help a wilting flower or earn the trust of a doe, will ever understand what the sky daresay.

So make a wish, dear reader, and let the sunrise do it's job.