It starts with a wish. Her glow is weak, compared to her sisters, but she’s determined as she holds her magic in her hands and wishes the world into existence. For anyone that looks up, she’s just another shooting star. She crashlands in a forest, her magic spent, flying away in a pink smoke that is soon scattered by the rain. The little drops that hit her cheeks make her smile as she takes her first, uncertain steps. Every movement brings about a wave of pain as her limbs take shape in this corporeal realm for the first time. After millenia watching from the sky, she finally had the courage to jump. If you were to ask her what she wanted, there would be only silence, as her mind drifted to thousand different things, incapable of deciding on what to pick first. She had all the time in the world and no place to go back to.