In a small town where the nights were darker than dreams, a boy named Idris loved to sit on his rooftop and count the stars. But one night, he noticed something unusual—a star flickered, fell, and landed just beyond the forest.
Without a second thought, Idris ran barefoot through the night until he found it—a tiny glowing star, no bigger than his palm, resting in the grass. It pulsed like a heartbeat, warm and alive.
The star whispered to him, “I’ve fallen, but I can rise again if you believe.”
For weeks, Idris cared for it, hiding it in a jar, feeding it with his laughter and dreams. Slowly, it grew brighter until one night, it soared back into the sky, leaving a silver trail across the heavens.
The villagers swore the stars shined brighter from that day on, but only Idris knew why—because he once believed enough to help one rise again.
