“Maybe I was a star in another life,” I said, yawning. “Guiding sailors, granting wishes to those who had nothing left to hope for.” My eyes started to flutter closed. “Burning, burning,” I whispered, “until I had nothing left to give.” Before I closed my eyes, another star shot past. “Wish for something, baby.” I started to drift, but before I fell into a deep sleep, I could’ve sworn I heard him say, “You.”
