PROLOGUE

To Steal a Star

PROLOGUE

This is a story of sorrow and loss, a story of tragedy and despair.

It all began during a nameless fall, between scarlet leaves and brown boots. A girl was playing on the swing. Her body danced back and forth following the rhythm of a silent melody while her mind rushed through a million thoughts. The goal was clear: she wanted to steal a star from the sky. It didn’t need to be the brightest or the closest one. Just any star would do. The problem was, indeed, that all stars where shining on the sky and she was still too short to reach them.

I. The Dying Star