Blacktail Deer Plateau Wish for love on falling stars.

Blue Willow sat in the dark, craning her neck, she watched as a falling star, flew across the darkened sky. She smiled to herself, she thought of her father, and it was a bittersweet thought. She could hear his words as she sat there. ”It’s falling little tree. Somewhere, someone is falling so deep in love, they’ll never fall out of it. Make a wish. Quick little tree, wish for love and it will always come true, on a shooting star. To this day, she still didn’t know if it was a true gem of wisdom, but she decided that she wanted it to be true, and she would believe it with her whole heart. She shifted and lay down watching the sky, for more shooting stars, hoping someone would fall in love so deeply, that they couldn’t fall out of it. Maybe that was what happened to her friend Perry, maybe he hadn’t wished on a shooting star strong enough, or maybe no falling stars had fallen that day. She smiled again at a bittersweet memory. Her father had told her, one day as they sat watching the stars. That on the day he had professed his love, to her mother, the sky had been filled with falling stars. She sighed with contentment, and as the star fell she closed her deep green eyes and wished with all her heart, to find the love her father had.