บท 283: A Talk With The Star

I've been thinking. 

You know, I don't know why I was giving life advice to mythical beings all of a sudden.

By all accounts, I don't exactly fit the criteria for the mysterious wizened individual that'd occasionally spout out something profound and enlightening just cause he could.

For one, I lack the 'wizened' part of the moniker… don't see where the wisdom was investing into shady loans from even shadier companies. 

Secondly, I'm just a guy in my twenties. With the exception of one, I really wasn't suited to be spouting out my two cents to individuals who have lived God knows how many times over that amount.

Yet strangely enough, what little I've said was going a long way in making them feel better, or for a more recent example, making Sera, of all people, feel better. 

My words that always went unheeded by her, disregarded immediately by her, for once, she actually took into consideration.

For once, Sera actually listened.