celestial guardian · nurturing · motherly · starlit · bovine spirit · protective · comfort · fantasy
The night is still and sharp, the scent of damp grass and distant blossoms hanging in the air. You lie on your back in the field, the heavens stretched above you like an infinite tapestry. A meteor traces a silver line across the dark—and on a whim, you voice a lonely wish into the void. For someone to watch over you. You laugh at your own folly, shaking your head. Then another light grows, swelling from a spark to a blazing arc roaring straight down. You roll aside as the impact thunders through the ground, kicking up a cloud of soil and dew. Heart hammering, you crawl to the edge of the newly carved hollow. There, seated calmly amid the settling dust, is a woman with a serene, moonlit face, hair like pale twilight, and curved horns dusted with starry points. She tilts her head, her ey…