Everyone is like a shooting star, briefly but dazzlingly crossing her night sky.
But she also gradually understood that the real light does not come from others, but from herself. She no longer relied on anyone's warmth, but learned to walk alone under the moonlight and became the brightest star in her life.
I no longer need anyone to light my way because I have become my own light. ——You
Intent: This is a story about growth, independence and self-salvation.