She needed a hero, a way to save herself, a champion of love…

and then a hero comes along, she sees inside that he is strong

with the strength to carry on.  He led her to a state of mind

where she could gaze upon the stars, when they were yet

unborn. Fear of loss is the death of hope, even in this magical

tale. The one who gave her a glimpse of truth, she shoved aside

for a lie.  She settled on a firefly, while shooting for the stars.

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