The Sleeper Beneath the Stars
Dreaming the infinite
He slept every night on the open ground, staring at the sky until his eyes blurred into constellations. In dreams, the stars rearranged themselves, forming messages he could barely decipher. One night, a star broke loose and descended into his chest. He woke glowing with quiet purpose. From that night on, every dream guided him closer to who he was meant to be.
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