Among the Stars

"For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream." - Vincent Van Gogh

Most people believe that our fate is written in the stars and that when you meet someone, it is predetermined. It is destiny.

But not all people would want to believe in fantasy. Danish Alleia wasn't really a fan of stories. She was never told at home. No storyteller would make her believe in fantasy, in believing in love stories, in experiencing how wonderful it is to be able to ride along with a book because her home was a sanctuary of silence. A place where talking isn't necessary and actions are used to communicate.

In a life where survival is practiced and dreams are hard to reach, a star for Alleia is something she wouldn't be able to reach. For her, it's just a dream she could think of when the sun goes down. A story that she wouldn't read because she wouldn't achieve. But in those little moments where she would wander at sea with her lamp as her guide, there was someone at the distance writing about her.

She is his muse and the subject of his poems. Angelo Dion was not just smitten; he was entranced by her.

Enchanted by her sight.

Captivated by her eyes.

How beautiful is it to be written by a writer?

Alleia wasn't a fan of stories. But she was written by him; she is the star for him.

A star that was meant to only be admired from afar.

How would Dion chase the her if among the stars, she was the brightest and hardest to reach?
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Enkrateia Series #1
Date Started: 04/30/2024
Date Finished: 08/18/24