What if stars weren't balls of fire but windows? Glowing portals peeking into other Earths.
Maybe, when you look up at the night sky, you aren't staring at distant suns but other versions of the same world you are living in right now. One where oceans might glow, cities might float, you may have a different life. One that may seem like fantasy here.
And maybe, that is why we feel longing when we look at them too long. Its because a part of us wants to meet our other version beyond the stars.
And when we wish on a star? What if, instead of wishing on a star, we are actually expressing our wish to someone? Someone galaxies away, who happens to be gazing at that very star?
All scenarios described are fictional and purely imaginative.
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