She looked up the stars. By the static twinklings of the moonless night, she wondered how many wishes did the sky have collected this time. She bowed down and lay over the floor of the autumn meadow. She focused her eyes towards every star and found what she was looking for.
“You’re bigger now.” She talked to the star.
“Guess I’ve been wishing a lot this year, huh? Seems that I’ve been feeding you a lot.”
She had been silent for minutes, gazing solemnly at the gallant light that twinkled in pride.
“Thanks.” She whispered.
She closed her eyes, inhaled the sweetness of the night breeze. For a moment she felt herself light and happy. It wasn’t a surprise, but it’s something she had never felt a long time.
She stood and held herself into an apt composure. She decided to take a slow pace back but as soon as she took her steps, she started running.