On the edge of the galaxy, nestled between nebulae that shimmer like scattered diamonds, floated a tiny, quiet planet named Liora. Unlike other planets bustling with civilizations, Liora was peaceful—its surface covered in soft silver grass that glowed faintly under the twin moons.
In this world lived a young dream-weaver named Ori, who spent his nights crafting the most beautiful dreams for the sleepy creatures of Liora. But one evening, something was missing—the dreams wouldn’t form, and the night felt strangely still. Ori looked up at the sky and noticed that the Whispering Star, the one that sang lullabies to guide his dreams, had grown dim.
Worried that the star might disappear forever, Ori set out on a journey across Liora, searching for its voice. He traveled past the glowing lakes, where the water hummed in harmony, and through the floating forests, where the leaves shimmered like silver mist. But the Whispering Star remained silent.
Then, just as dawn neared, Ori sat on the tallest hill and listened closely. There, carried by the softest breeze, was the star’s faint whisper—a voice trapped in silence, waiting to be heard. With gentle care, Ori spoke back, telling stories of the dreams he had woven, of the laughter shared by creatures, and the peace that filled Liora’s heart.
The more he spoke, the brighter the Whispering Star became, until its glow returned to its full brilliance. With one final hum, it sang once more—its lullaby drifting through the sky, restoring dreams to the quiet planet below.
As Ori lay back on the silver grass, his own eyes grew heavy, and for the first time in a long while, he fell into a peaceful sleep, embraced by the whispers of the stars above.
