Hitch Your Wagon To The Star Novels & Stories

my heart, my heart is begging me not to. "Stella, this is your chance. You told me you want to be star, righ?" her gaze fixed upon me. She wasn't even blinking and I nodded right away, because obviously, who doesn't want to become a star? Well, I'm not talking about literally a star.

I turned to him. My forehead furrowed. "Why a star? E, you can also be a moon." "I want to be a star because I want to be with you. I know that many men are drooling over you and they are like stars. If you'll be the moon then I'll be one of those stars beside you, admiring you. " We stared. Deafening silence. My heart pounded. With that force, I think Thyro can already hear that. Fortunately, I could not stand because I knew my knees would soften. Damn. What is happening to me?

the little girl muttered as she linked ten fingers. With that sentence, Wendy took her son to lie down and continued their sleep. “Keep believing… then one day your wish will come true.” The window was closed, this time locked tightly. Two special stars are still twinkling in the sky, their light slowly fades, the center circle shrinks, and is finally swallowed up by the rays of the Sun. ***

Captive: Gavin turned on his heel and raced back to The Morning Star. Jacob, Jason, Thomas, and Alan were running towards him. "Get to the Star!" Gavin yelled at them as he ran towards them. The men stopped looking at him confused. They glanced at one another trying to understand what Gavin yelled. "The Star! Get to the ship!" He yelled again. Jason heard him this time. He nodded to him as he turned towards the ship. "To the Star lads!" Jason said to them.

I lift my head to stare at the trillions of stars gracing the night sky. The moon illuminates our small figures. I hold Theia close to me. She passed out the second we arrived on Earth, but it’s understandable considering her little body couldn’t withstand the pressure of the portal.

Together, they found a comfortable spot on the sand and lay down to admire the night sky. As the sky darkened, the stars began to dot the firmament. Bruno, who loved astronomy, started to identify some constellations and stars for Helena, who listened with enchantment to his explanations. Then, amid this magical moment, a shooting star streaked across the sky in a luminous trail. Helena smiled and looked at Bruno. "Make a wish," she said. Bruno looked at Helena with a sparkle in his eyes but hesitated for a moment. "I don't believe in superstitions," he confessed. "These things about making wishes on shooting stars... they don't make sense to me."

“Do you remember the story?” I do. According to the fairy tale, The Star Child was The Moon Goddess’s true love, but he was a jealous lover, and when The Moon Goddess created the first wolf as her constant companion, The Star Child tried to destroy them, but our mother interfered and saved their life. Angered by her lover’s betrayal, The Moon Goddess cast The Star Child aside, telling him he’d be doomed to wander this planet alone and in pain for the rest of his life.

I immediately begin chanting the words that I have known by heart since I was a child. “Star light, star bright, First star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might Have my wish come true tonight.” As I recite the ‘magic’ words, I put my hands together like a little girl and make my wish. "Dearest star, I'm not asking for much, just a little respite from all the bad luck. It seems like you've been testing me with one thing after another, and frankly, at this point, I'm exhausted just from trying to stay alive. It’s gotten so bad, I’d even be grateful for a month-long coma, just so I could get decent sleep for more than three hours, if you know what I mean… oh, dang it, don't take that lit

In response to Arthur's previous question, I decided to prepare an answer for him. I took a deep breath and summoned the courage to speak up while staring at Arthur. "Mister handsome... I believe the stars are similar to humans. When you're famous (a star) and no one knows who you are... you get sad, you feel like you're not doing a good job, and this also applies to those who aren't famous."

I shake my head, knowin’ that’s a bad decision. Sanders and Burns have a wagon each, and a couple more families have ‘em as well. A couple look brand new. One of ‘em is bein’ pulled by a team that ain’t no way big enough to make it move for long. That fella must’ve gotten himself some bargain horses.