MitakshiSingh
When Stars Fell
Long before time was measured, before earth bore names and bodies knew touch, there were two stars twin flames burning in the quiet dark of the cosmos.
They were not just light.
They were spirit.
They were soul.
And they loved each other.
Fixed in their place, they watched each other across galaxies, unable to move, unable to hold. A love suspended in silence, aching without voice, burning without end. Night after night, they pulsed with yearning, whispering light across space, hoping it would reach the other's heart.
But it was not enough.
One star, the braver one, closed its light and prayed. To the One who breathes life into the void.
"Let me feel. Let me fall. Let me love beyond this sky."
The universe listened.
And so, the star fell.
It tore through the heavens, set fire to the sky, and disappeared into nothingness ashes swallowed by air, light devoured by gravity.
The other star watched.
She screamed in silence.
She wailed through constellations.
She waited, and waited... but he did not return.
Night after night, her light dimmed.
Where once she danced with joy, now she wept.
Where once she shimmered, now she flickered in agony.
Until one day, she could take it no more.
With every shard of will left in her, she broke from her place and fell.
She, too, burned. She, too, vanished.
Two streaks across the sky.
Two souls defying the stars.
Two lovers turning to dust.
That stardust drifted for centuries.
Until it touched earth.
One was reborn in the blood of warriors. A boy of fire, fury, and a silence that spoke to stars.
The other, forgotten by fate, was born with nothing. No name. No place. Only eyes that remembered too much, and dreams of a sky that once loved her.
They do not know yet.
But the story begins again