[Edited 5/1/21]

The warmth of a glow welcomed my presence, lulling and calming to the touch. Where am I? It's so bright. Who am I? It feels like I am floating. There's something heavy. I can see it! Is this my presence I am feeling? Am I moving? It's hot, now. Can I feel physical contact? What am I doing? Am I being created before I have a voice?

"Can you hear me, little one?"

A voice other than my own? Where is it coming from? Who is speaking to me?

"Ah yes, you are responding like how life is supposed to... That is a relief~"

"Who are you?"

"I am the one who gave you life, little one. I am your creator. You, my young one, are a Star of Dreams. Your light isn't as bright as your many siblings, but you are meant to be welcoming of old and new ones. To let those who are weary rest, to bring those who are bored excitement and adventure. You, my young one, have a great journey ahead of you~"

"Star of Dreams? What is a dream, Creator? Is it something powerful, or is it a weakness?"

"You have a lot of questions, little one. Your curiosity is great but can be a burden. A dream is many things, but not of those you mentioned. Now, my child, your name shall be assigned to you. I consider the ring of "Kur" to be fitting. Ah yes, perfect. You are Kur, the Celestial Star of Neverland. Now open your eyes, little one, and shine for those who wish to dream with your light!"

The light settled down as I saw the vastly dark sky filled with hues of purple and blue. The faint glows of others like me shone above, dressing the darkness with sparkles. A wonderful view of such a creation of life. The surface was warm, but not burning as I thought it would be. Looking down, I saw for myself what I was standing on. A glow coming from the ground, the same hue I saw in the corner of my vision. Reaching up, I could feel silky strands, soft but flexible textures, before coming upon a hard surface. It held heat as well, just like the soft texture, but also the ground. Is this what a body feels like? Is this body supposed to mimic one of those two-legged creatures that the Creator made? Do I have those similar features as well? I must have, right?

Such little knowledge, but I am expected to be there for others... How does one gain knowledge?... Does the knowledge come from the ones seeking dreams from me? That must be the answer... But what if I am wrong? Nonsense, it comes with time, I cannot jump to conclusions. I must think it through, then let it play out... Trial and error is the correct term for such things, right? ...So this is the beginning of my solar system... It's so lonely.

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Quick A/N so you might be wondering why I am re-uploading or "fixing" chapters.....grammar was never my strongest suits and one of my friends from discord noticed how the program I was using Grammarly was making nearly annoying to read and I asked if there was a better program so they offered to do a few corrections so if you see me putting the edited date at the top you have an understanding why sorry to confuse people have a good day