Festive Stars
The Christmas lights around your town are here to melt your stress away.
You can feel it in the air around you. It starts to grow into a delicious crisp, with Jack Frost invisibly nipping at your nose with a cheeky grin painted across his face.
You can’t resist the fiercely irremovable smile from etching its way onto your face so beautifully and effortlessly. Christmas time was here, and the happiness in the air was almost tangible; you could taste it as you stuck your tongue out to catch snowflakes.
Everything seemed to acquire a unique glow for itself as you meandered through the calm streets of Queensferry in Edinburgh on a late, cold night. But you could hardly feel the chill seeping through your skin, not when you were properly dressed for the occasion.
Breathing out a puff of air you could actually see before your eyes before it disappeared, you allowed yourself to marvel at the twinkling lights strung from house to house, building to building, and fence to fence. It was as if the stars had fallen from the dark skies above and landed so gracefully on this beautiful town.
These were the festive stars.
Every year, the bright stars visit the earth to celebrate the festive season, and compete with one another over who’s the brightest of them all. Simultaneously, the people stop to gawk at the effortless beauty they exposed. Dark streets would forget all about the absent lights when the festive stars claim it as their temporary home every December. People who dreaded the harsh cold would go out of their way to step outside and revel in the brightly lit town coaxing its people to reveal their toothy grins at the sight of the shimmering stars of the festive season.
The dogs are inspecting the lights with their curious noses, sniffing them to pinpoint how these peculiarly pretty things are able to drag their humans’ attention away from them. Cats are losing their control as they pounce over the stars to play with them, their brightness far too exciting for their own good.
But more importantly, the pine trees are the ones who anticipate the festive stars’ arrival the most. They count down the days before December, just so they can get a few of these enchanting stars to scatter themselves all over the leaves in effortless magnificence. The pine trees suddenly feel infused with mesmerising magic, gloriously glowing as the people passing by couldn’t help but stop and admire them.
It’s never like this at any other time of the year.
The moment the festive stars begin their descent onto the earth, is the moment people start to really believe in fairy tales. Their impact was just far too powerful for anyone to resist.
Why would they resist it anyway?
So, as your shoes sank into the snow covering the ground, your head proceeded to whip left and right to capture every, single, magical detail of the beautiful festive stars that arrived to the lovely town of Queensferry. You were well aware of the daunting fact that they would not be here for long, for they’d have to bid the people farewell until next time. So you wished to adamantly admire their presence everywhere, and marvel at their significant presence which was so severely strong, it touched the hearts of all the souls across the globe.
Perhaps part of its enchantment is its rarity. It only stayed for a limited time, and left you yearning for it to visit again. Had it stayed all year long, maybe its magic would’ve faded.
You vowed to never take the festive stars’ limited time on the planet for granted.
Never.
