...Right?
Anyways, she said no, and I frowned. Though I listened. "Valka, shooting stars are something one may only ever see once maybe twice. I used to hear stories about horses who wished on them and got their wish. Though, sometimes, I feel silly doing it. The reality is, I feel everything is chance. Nothing is from wishing, but chance. I still wish on them because one never knows. Oh, what I wish for? Well right then and there I wished for a successful future, though I've been trying hard. You could wish for anything. From Mauja to die to Sun God to love you. You can wish for items, magic, a companion... Anything!" I smiled, lifted my fine snout to the skies, closed my eyes, and took in a soft breath. My sea foam wave dancing with the breezy wind as I held that position. After a moment, I come back to reality.
Sadly, fairy tales were for stories. Otherwise, I would be with my Prince Charming, loving and doting on him as we walk on the beach and watch the sun set. Oh, how romantic! I knew if even Prometheus did that, if fall in love. Who wouldn't?