A clear goblet glittering with starlight. In the past it was used to tell fortunes, For the water it held was believed to reflect the Starry Sea.
A little blue flower that sprouted between the cracks of an old tombstone. The carvings on the tombstone are a legacy of death, yet what sprouted from its cracks was the miracle of life.
Plucked from a falcon that was as fast as the wind. The mere existence of such a bird is a miracle. It was gifted with clear vision and sharp claws. With its broad wings, its gliding speed was unparalleled.
An inexpensive pair of earrings made from metal that shines like the stars. What the sellers don't know is that the shine of these earrings comes from the fallen stars of ancient times.
It is often said that one may achieve victory by striving, but receive a miracle only by waiting. But is it not a miracle that fine sand was once a hard rock? Is it not too a miracle that we met each other?