I found myself in a dream, at the heart of a forgotten desert where the earth had slept for centuries. Drawn to a quiet pool glowing not with water, but with stars,a galaxy unfolding in the soil. I knelt, not in fear or awe, but with the calm of someone who always knew this place would call her name. Gently, I reached in. My fingers sank into light, touching something ancient, vast, and alive. The sky had fallen into the earth, and I became the bridge between them. In that moment, I was more than a girl in a dream🥰I was a thread of the universe, pulling forgotten stars from dust, whispering life back to a world that had forgotten how to breathe. Maybe it was the end. But it felt more like a beginning,a sacred place where silence becomes song, and a dreamer, armed with light, soil, and courage, rewrites the world anew.