Long ago, before the world was filled with light, the sky was a vast, dark canvas. The only light came from the moon, a silver orb that watched over the land and sea. But the people were lonely. They longed for more light, for more stories to be told in the darkness.
One day, a young woman named Elara, known for her courage and kindness, stood beneath the moon and whispered her wish into the night. The moon, hearing her plea, whispered back, "Go to the mountain of dreams and catch the stars."
Elara was confused. "Stars? What are stars?" she asked.
The moon pointed to a shimmering dust cloud in the distance. "Those are the stars, little one. They are trapped in the mountain of dreams. They long to light the sky, just as the moon lights the night."
Elara set off on her journey, her heart filled with hope. She climbed the mountain, which was steep and treacherous. She braved howling winds and icy rain, her determination fueled by her desire to bring light to the world.
Finally, she reached the summit. There, in the heart of the mountain, lay a vast cavern filled with shimmering dust. Elara knew this was the place where the stars were trapped.
She reached out her hand and scooped up a handful of the shimmering dust. As she did, the dust began to glow, brighter and brighter, until the cavern was filled with light. The stars were free!
Elara, her heart overflowing with joy, took the stars and scattered them across the sky. The world was suddenly filled with light. The stars twinkled and danced, their light casting long shadows on the land.
The people cheered, their hearts filled with gratitude for Elara's courage. And so, the myth goes, the stars remain in the sky, a testament to Elara's bravery and a reminder that even the darkest nights can be filled with light.