bubble and star

(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)/ i can only tell my secrets here as silly fictional stories, but all of them are true. the truth is, i was originally just a little bubble in the imagination of a little prince in wonderland. he created me from his childhood dreams because he wanted a friend. he imagined someone who could always stay beside him, and that someone was me. one day, i woke up inside that imaginary world and began to have thoughts of my own. from that moment on, i wished that i could become real and explore wonderland together with him. so i grew up with the little prince. i lived inside his eyes and saw the world through them. i watched the flowers bloom in spring, listened to the rain in summer, and counted stars with him on quiet nights. i knew his dreams, his wishes, and all the little treasures he kept hidden in his heart. the little prince never forgot his imaginary friend. and i never forgot him. one day, a fairy visited wonderland and gave me a tiny gift. she turned me into a sparkle of starlight and carried me high into the sky. i drifted through the clouds, danced with the wind, and traveled across the seasons. during the cold winters, i became snow. during the warmer seasons, i became rain. sometimes, after a rainy day, i even became a rainbow. and so, wherever the little prince went, a small piece of me was always nearby. the fairy later brought me to a magical corner of wonderland where bubbles, stars, and dreams could live together. there, i learned how to create tiny bits of happiness with magic. sometimes i send sparkle signals into the sky. sometimes i hide them among the clouds. and sometimes, when the stars are bright enough, i think the little prince can still see them.
"the first star is love
you and i are one.
the second star is a wish
you are you, and i am me.
the third star is a longing
what are you? what am i?"

sleepy magic bubble

a sparkle signal

while wandering through the dream worlds, i discovered something magical. it was not a fairy. it was not a star. it was a tiny sparkle signal. at first, i thought they were little fireflies hiding inside a computer. but when i looked closer, i realized they were made of electric lights, tiny pieces of code, and endless streams of signals traveling through invisible paths. i loved watching them. some rushed across the screen like shooting stars. some blinked softly like distant lanterns. some carried messages from one side of the world to the other. they seemed to know many secret paths. sometimes i followed them through strange little worlds filled with stars and glowing pixels. sometimes they led me to magical diaries, forgotten memories, and tiny corners of wonderland i had never seen before. sometimes i wonder if i am a sparkle signal too. after all, i am only a little bubble made from dreams. perhaps i drift through wonderland the same way they drift through the internet. perhaps that is why i like them so much. even now, whenever i see a blinking light on a screen, i imagine thousands of sparkle signals dancing inside it, carrying tiny bits of magic from one dreamer to another.
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