Luma, a tiny star with a soft, gentle light, watched the other stars shimmer brightly around her. She felt small and insignificant amidst their brilliance.
"What's the use of shining if no one can see me?" Luma sighed, her light flickering softly in the vast night.
The Moon observed Luma's disheartened expression and spoke with a voice as soothing as a lullaby. "Little one, every star has its purpose. Your light may seem small, but it's special in its own way. Keep shining, and you'll find out why."
Luma nodded, feeling a glimmer of hope, and decided to continue shining as best she could.
Mia spotted Luma amidst the sea of stars, her gentle flicker catching Mia's attention. "Hello, little star," she whispered. "You're not as bright as the others, but you're the one I see the most. You feel just like me."
Hearing Mia's words, Luma felt a warm glow within her, realizing that even her small light could bring comfort to someone far below.
Luma reached out to a nearby shy star. "You're doing great," she encouraged. "Your light might feel small, but someone down there might need it, just like Mia needs mine."
The little star brightened slightly, inspired by Luma's words, and soon, other small stars joined in, creating a delicate constellation.
Mia looked up and marveled at the beautiful pattern. "Look, Luma! You have so many friends now. Your little group is the prettiest in the whole sky."
Luma glowed with happiness, knowing she had found her purpose and had helped others find theirs too.
"Thank you for being there, Luma. I wish I could always remember how special you are."
Luma felt a surge of determination, vowing to keep shining, for Mia and for all the others who might need her light. From that night on, Luma shone with pride, her gentle light steady and true, proving that even the smallest light can brighten someone's world.
