Star that shines, is Stary there?,
I wish for you, I wish,
The first star of that night,
A path to the universe today,
Celestial shine, spark of magic,
Take my soul, I wish for a family,
Past, present and future,
Our treasure will unite everything,
Once upon a time, there was a path, a treasure map, a path for those who have the courage to start again, a unique path, a future.
But like every path already traced on a map, there always has to be someone to follow, explore, and discover, right?
Walking among bright stars, I immersed myself in the cosmic immensity. My soul, already eager to unlock the secrets that the universe held with a treasure map in hand, I walked a lonely path.
I've always been a fox who knew where to go, but who would have thought that in my first step towards my journey I would get lost, don't judge me I still have a little hope, but after falling into this abyss for so long, I feel like my map was no longer the same, the stellar lines that my soul traced on it no longer exist,
“Was the map written poorly?” Stary asks himself,
Of course, a treasure map as important as this couldn't be wrong, but,
Stary takes a deep breath “am I writing poorly? I feel so tired I could sleep 17 cycles!”
Quickly removing this idea from his head, Stary, who is lying down, tries to gather the strength to get up, however, his spirit does not have the same vocation as before, something tells him to just stay asleep,
“I lost my map, my treasure, sometimes I think I lost myself,” Even though it seems like the wrong choice, Stary closes her eyes trying to sleep,
“What was this treasure anyway?”
As darkness enveloped my thoughts, a small spark of determination rose within me. It was time to face my fears and find a new path, even if it meant abandoning the treasure map that had guided me so much. I needed to trust my intuition and the celestial glow that still burned within me.
With hesitant thoughts, I began to explore new constellations, searching for clues that would lead me to an unknown destination. Each star that crossed my path seemed to whisper ancient secrets, as if they were eager to reveal a new journey to me, perhaps they were trying to help me?
As I continued forward, thoughts of uncertainty mixed with renewed hope. Did the universe still hold hidden treasures for me? Could it be that there was a greater purpose beyond what I imagined? Will my wishes come true?
Letting myself be carried away by these emotions I start to feel cold, the purest fear and cosmic cold, wandering through the shadows, ice, I feel my dark gray hair tremble, my dreams trying to find something similar lead me to think of similar things like the sea , is it possible that in the end the cosmos is not bigger than I thought?
As such a simple treasure could be swimming in this cold sea that is existence, it is definitely there in some corner of the universe.
I just hope the shining stars get there too.
“Is Stary there?”
Now this is new, this sound would be something I haven't heard in a long time!
“Is Stary there? Won't you tell me you slept 17 cycles? you know that sleeping a lot does
bad for the soul!” a faded voice says,
When suddenly the cold returns once again!
The universe decided to take revenge for the long hours Stary spent sleeping, sending a gentle hail of water droplets formed from a beautiful stalactite located at the top of her resting place,
Waking up suddenly Stary gets up like a fox scared by the sudden cold that froze her fur, after all who likes to wake up!
Scared, for being woken up in such a cowardly way, Stary, using one hundred percent of his perception, quickly looks up trying to find the person responsible for his now wet and frozen fur.
Only to realize the idiotic choice he had just made, as a result the stalactite decided to launch an attack, causing a few drops of water to fall into his violet eye,
“What’s that?”Dude se yoga backwards in order to stop the stalactite attack.
"There is? How did I get here?" Looking up, Stary realizes that he was actually sleeping under a stalactite.
The second thing that Stary notices is that after waking up, his senses began to slowly return, but his vision, which is now covered by water, would not help him with much.
After cutely wiping the water from his eye, Stary realizes a third thing, yes he is completely lost, and where is he?
After all, he doesn't remember going to sleep in a dark cave in the middle of nowhere.
Stopping to think for a moment, a thought passes through Stary the thought that will change your life from now on and forever!
“I can’t remember anything!”
It would be possible? stopping for a moment and looking around, thanks to his fox-like physiology his feline vision focuses dispelling the darkness of the cave around him.
Over a tiny line of moonlight, a bit magical I would say, that entered through a simple gap above the cave, Stary looks blindly at a fixed point on the stone walls around him, he states in a thin and soft voice.
“Stary that’s me! That’s my name, I am I am I not?” Looking at his somewhat faded gray tail he states,
“Or at least I remember who I am, I’m a fox!!” My obvious physique didn't lie, I was definitely a fox, although I never saw a gray fox, I always remembered it being like that. At least I didn't forget everything, right?
“Now stopping to think about how I ended up here?” Stary immediately notices a firm survival drive, he immediately feels the cold of the night, and obviously being in a dark cave was not the best option.
Thinking for a moment it seems like I know some things, my name for example Stary, I love my name!, I remember things like books I've read, it's so strange the feeling of knowing some things and not others,
“I can’t just remember my past?” In my mind I simply exist, I really don't know how I got here, do I have a family? as far as I remember I know how to do several things, I love robotics, I love cooking, I love strawberries, I love ships, I always wanted an adventure, but not one where I don't remember who I am,
I will definitely find a way out of this! Stary motivates himself in his thoughts
“I don't usually lose my memory easily, at least not that I remember, now I better get going” gathering the necessary strength Stary starts walking around trying to find a way to get out.
Without suitable clothing for the place, but well rested thanks to the graceful place he was sleeping, gathering all the remaining determination of his tired body, Stary assumes his new imposing objective, first to leave this cave, second to find some fruit to eat, preferably strawberries, third but no less important than the rest, try to find out where he is.
Mental reminder, before I decide to lose my memory again, it would be nice if I tried to find a less risky place to sleep than under a stone spear about to fall, I don't blame her, after all, thanks to the water I woke up. I'll just try to be more selective next time.
Wandering around the place, and resisting the temptation to kick some pebbles he found along the way, Stary notices that it doesn't look like any other cave, the stones he walks through are very airy and well polished, pillars, silhouettes and ornaments don't exist anywhere. an ordinary cave right?
Noticing your surroundings, the thin lunar light immediately catches your attention, “oh a light, I see stars too." The path seemed closed with some rocks. Although easy to see, there was no space to pass.
Supporting itself on the rocks with its front paws, the rocks in its path seemed more imposing now than before.
“I remember not being as strong! At least not as I would like.” Trying to fight an already lost battle with the stones, pushing or pulling, they continue unshakable.
“These rocks don’t look like they’re going to get out of here anytime soon” After all, how could they be rocks, this certainly didn’t seem like a situation I could force my way out of.
Looking around Stary begins to ponder a question about a path to his current location, although the cave he now finds himself in was all dark, the little things he saw don't make sense for a simple cave.
I decide for a moment to ignore the temptation to continue my fight against the pile of stones, I decide to take a better look around, the moonlight, like a mentor, begins to illuminate the cave better, in Stary's current position, which previously seemed like a simple cave. now it appears much more magical, adventurous and mystical.
“Ohhh, seriously, how did I not notice this before? this was not a cave! Could it be some kind of temple?!”
With a lot of focus, before my vision was everything that a typical temple to some deity or something similar had, pillars, basic architecture, and best of all, a large statue in the center with smaller statues in the corners, very comfortable I would say. I also see that besides everything looking so old and old, things like simple vases, and places to light torches are in the corners of what should be the pillars, some still standing and others trying to do their best to maintain the structure.
An old place like this should generally have a lot of meaning from whoever built it, I've never heard of a place that built itself, should it exist? for sure! more in this situation taking into account the places for torches, so someone needed to see it to build it all.
I think I know how to get out of here, it must definitely be somewhere in this cave, temple” Stary says Starting to get excited about the idea.
Obviously Stary as an intelligent being would come up with the most correct solution of all, if you are in a dark cave and there are places to light torches on the walls, well torches light the way, more torches also hide things, the answer isobvious!.
“There must definitely be a secret passage here, it must be in one of these torches” Stary tries to pull, push all the torches in the temple, including the torches on the broken pillars, and the torches that are on the ground, you never know if the passage secret may or may not be on the floor, right?
After much reasoning and searching through the temple's torches, Stary realizes some curious things, one is that he is an idiot and that I fall like a duckling into the old cliché of secret passages in ancient temples, the other is after wasting several precious minutes of current life as a survivor with amnesia, he realized that the temple was actually not that big, with 21 pillars and 32 statues, and some braziers, however he noticed something that had been spread throughout the entire temple all this time, and it was the only thing he could remember. forgot to notice, the countless simple vases.
“Hmmmm” Stary stares at a vase that has been next to her this whole time. These vases were spread throughout the entire temple, medium, small and large, of various sizes, but all closed.
Thinking of the most obvious answer, Stary rudely kicks the rotten vase causing it to fall and the echoing sound of a beautiful vase shattering on the floor revealing something intriguing inside.
“sniff, sniff” Stary smells a strong smell in the air, “that sounds like hmm, some magical substance!”
Feeling a slight excitement Stary quickly threw herself down to try and get some in her paw, just to prove the truth it was really something a bit magical, a bit strange, it seemed to have some blue crystals in the middle, some kind of alchemy?
Finally I can get out of here if I just take one or two of these vases and place them at the cave entrance and, “Boom!!” Stary screams, hysterically with so much excitement after throwing some of the powder in her hand back onto the pile of broken vase in front of her, instantly causing some blue sparks to appear.
For some reason, in the end, the crystals weren't just charm, a chemical compound? In moments a large and powerful blue flame appears like magic, placing a beautiful and unstable blue-silver fire in the vase destroyed by Stary.
Yes, he had realized at that moment, he had fire!, but not a normal fire in a normal situation, more a magical fire in a closed room with piles of magical gunpowder.
Stary was sitting in front of the blue fire, preparing to activate his survival instincts, and use several pre-learned tutorials on how to put out an out-of-control fire, but he noticed something curious: the fire is cold!, not only that, but now the The room is finally lit, having a sense of space, he plans his plan A, he would have to think it through.
"Usually if it was explosive or something like that it would be very unstable at the moment I dropped it and the vase caught fire, new sparks were supposed to have appeared” But instead nothing happened.
Still afraid of everything exploding, before he thinks of a humiliating escape plan, he decides to think of the obvious, put his hand on top to see if it was hot, and as expected, it really wasn't, the floor under the fire was on the contrary. , freezing instead of burning,