The Secret Behind the Night Sky
he Falling Star
The moon hung low over the village of Lembah Sari, casting a soft glow over the quiet homes and winding paths. Aira, a seventeen-year-old girl with long, dark hair and curious eyes, had always found solace in the stillness of the night. Every evening, she would sit by the wooden fence of her modest home, gazing at the stars above. To her, the night sky was a canvas, a never-ending story that danced across the heavens.
