The Circus of Lost Dreams
Create your own story with WhatIf!
Create your own story with WhatIf!
Luna
(Just like grandmother taught me... weave the starlight, feel its rhythm...)
Thunder
The tent's glowing again tonight.
Luna
No, no... why won't you stay bright?
Luna
(What if I'm not meant for this? What if I'm just pretending?)
Thunder
Even thunder doesn't always know when to rumble.
Thunder
Sometimes my lightning fizzles into nothing but static.
Thunder
But that's how we learn what we're truly capable of.
Luna
Maybe... maybe the stars are just waiting for me to trust myself.
Thunder
Look how beautiful they are together.
Thunder
(This is why the circus finds us when we need it most.)