«Crimson Star»

      The Goddess of Dreams and the Starry Sky, created by Great Magicians, watched every star: strong and weak, small and large, burning and fading.. every snow-white, like the purest and brightest dreams, and crimson, like the most unkind and vile desires.       it was painful to watch the crimson stars.. each such star wanted to create some kind of evil.. and after all, for the most part, the evil was monotonous, which made it even more painful. no. not because it was already boring and uninteresting, but because.. the snow-white stars watched the crimson ones, admired them, and gradually repainted into an unkind color, turning to the evil side and abandoning their old, bright dreams..       some of the crimson stars were dark — the evil part in them had already begun to fade, but they could no longer become pure again; and some were too bright. evil ideas have only recently caught fire in them, infecting a tender and dreamy mind with their evil intentions. there weren't many bright crimson stars. but, despite this, they tried to lure as many snow-whites to their side as possible. sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't.       there were only 3 of the most passionate, bright crimson stars in the world. each burned with its own dream and plan: to create a new world by destroying this one; to gain recognition through evil witchcraft; and.. the third star did not show its plans. it stuck to the other crimson star, which it thought was the most powerful in the world. it seemed that its dream was to follow this star wherever it went. and, surprisingly, this indeterminate crimson star shone stronger than all of them combined.

«Pomegranate, tell me your secrets.. I'm very interested»

      The Goddess visited this Star every night, hoping to learn something new about her. she knew a lot about all the stars except this one. this crimson star was a mystery to her.       but the Crimson Star didn't want to tell anything. The Goddess was on the bright, snow-white side, and she didn't want to share her evil plans with her.       The Goddess came to every dream of the Crimson Star, trying to get closer to her. sometimes it turned out to catch her for a conversation, but most often it ended after the words:«What are you doing?». Little Star didn't want to tell anything.

«Pomegranate, tell me your secrets.. I promise I won't judge»

      The Goddess still got close to the Little Star, especially after watching her adventures at the competition for the Nebula Chalice. they started talking about.. stars and destinies. perhaps the meeting with Starfruit had such an impact?? still, she asks for help from the stars..       the Crimson Star became less closed, but refused to show positive emotions. it was pretty sad to watch.       every action of the Crimson Star could cause disapproval and condemnation, but.. The Goddess was only interested in it. what will she do with it next?? what will happen then?? only Time could tell.. but it's better not to mess with Time. so she needed to find out for herself.       in any case, she won't condemn Little Star's decisions.. she won't be able to influence them anyway.

«Pomegranate, tell me your secrets.. maybe I can help»

      with each new dream, they were drawn to each other more and more. The Goddess could not imagine a night without talking to a Star, and a Star could not imagine her dreams without a golden crescent moon, a blue fluffy dress and long, curly hair that shimmered with constellations.       it is unknown what feelings and sensations pursued them now. but what can be said for sure is that.. they interested each other. The Goddess kept wanting to get closer to Little Star, but Star's plans and thoughts were still unknown, even though they shared a lot with each other.       maybe someday, The Goddess will still be able to learn from the Crimson Star her desires and dreams.. and maybe she will even help bring them to life.       complicated relationships. strange relationship. sometimes friendly, sometimes hostile. contradictory relationships.       it is quite possible that all this was just a mask of pretense.. after all, the color of the Star was still crimson.

«Pomegranate, tell me your secrets.. they will stay with me, in the World of Dreams, forever»