The Boy Who Befriended a Star

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…“I’ll see you tonight,” Leo promised, his gaze meeting the gentle radiance of his new friend. “We’ll have more adventures.” Twinkle’s light seemed to brighten with a silent affirmation. As Leo turned to go inside, he glanced back. Twinkle was nestled amongst the leaves, its light dimming slightly, a soft, contented pulse, like a tiny, sleeping star. Leo’s heart felt lighter than it had in years. The loneliness that had clung to him like a shadow had receded, replaced by a quiet, burgeoning joy. He had wished for a friend, and the night sky, in its mysterious, poetic way, had answered. The boy who gazed at the stars had finally found one of his own.