Story Time
Once upon a time, there was a distant star that shone bright gold in the night sky. Of course, there were many stars in the dark sky, but this particular star was the brightest of them all. Whenever anyone below was lost, they would gaze up at the sky, spot that star, and immediately it would guide them home. They called that star their treasure and its beautiful face starred in all their artwork, films, and bedtime stories, and everyone loved that star.
But the star was too distant from them to feel any of their love. She lived far far away, all alone in a house of darkness, and hardly knew of love the people down below had for her. Every night when the star woke up to shine her brightest, the people down below would see nothing but her light, but she would see nothing but the darkness that engulfed her. Because of this, the star felt more and more lonely every single night, and every single night she shined a little dimmer.
The people down below did not notice this, blinded as they were by her beauty and light, and even if they had, they would’ve had no idea how to get the star to notice their love. So the star kept shining as long as she could, growing a little dimmer each night, and the people kept loving her without her knowledge. Until one day, finally, the shadows over took her and she became dark enough that somebody noticed something was amiss.
He was an astronomer, one of the only stargazers in all the world, and spent most of his time peering up at the stars, inspecting them, and trying to find a way to reach them. None of his attempts had ever worked and so he eventually resigned himself to watching, rather than touching, the stars. She was his favourite star. Not because she was the brightest or the most beautiful but because she was so full of life and love and he felt she deserved those things in return. He knew she was all alone in that house of darkness, seeped in black, and he knew she had no one to share her love with. She was the reason he had spent so much time trying to touch the stars. He figured if he could reach them, if he could reach her, he could let her know that she wasn’t alone in the world at all.
By the time she got dark enough for the people down below to notice, the astronomer had given up any hope of reaching her. The other people down below moved on from the star; no longer the brightest in the sky, she had lost all her value to everyone but the astronomer. So she began drifting through the inky darkness to cling to something, anything, to make her bright again but she found nothing. After a while, the darkened star became very tired and became the first star in history to fall asleep. As she fell asleep, she lost her foothold in the night sky and began falling down to the world below. At first, it seemed like there would be no one to catch her, as none of the people down below paid her any attention anymore. But the astronomer noticed her falling and was there to catch her as she fell. She awoke soon after, for the first time in the land down below, and discovered that she wasn’t alone in the world after all. Though it wasn’t exactly how the astronomer had imagined touching the stars, he still found a way to let this star know how much he loved her.
And so they lived together as long as they could, the fallen star and the star-watcher, and both of them shined brighter than all the stars in the sky.
Moon Wavves 