"Our story begins a very, very long time ago with a young girl. One day, this girl spotted a rusted spaceship holding a small star child. "What's your name? Are you lost?" the girl asked the star child. "I'm Luma, and I'm waiting for Mama. She's coming for me on a comet!" said the star child, who had been waiting day and bight. "Don't worry. I'll wait with you," the little girl promised Luma. At nightfall, the little girl borrowed her father's telescope and peered into the sky. She looked and looked, but saw nothing. Hours turned into days and then years, but the sky revealed nothing. Finally, the little girl sighed and said to Luma, "If we stay here looking much longer, I'll be an old lady soon." But then she had an idea. "Why don't we go out there and find your mother ourselves?' The girl and Luma fixed up the rusty spaceship, and then the two set sail into the starry sky. And that's how the search for the celestial mother began."
The blonde haired woman closed the book she had been reading to the children, "We'll stop there for now, okay?" she asked with a smile. Dawn approached her, "Thank you Cynthia, the children love your stories," The girly coordinator faced the group of children she was watching that day, "Children, what should you say to my friend Cynthia?" In unison they all said, "Thank you Miss Cynthia!" Cynthia smiled, "Of course, I'll see you all next week for chapter two of this story," she hugged her dear friend, "Bye Dawn, I'll be seeing you."
As Cynthia walked down the street to her home the thought of people's perspective on the so called 'story' began to bother her. People think I'm a genius. She thought, Not only for being champion of Sinnoh, but for writing these 'fictional stories' along side it... That would be nice... if it hadn't actually happened... When she got to the edge of her property she looked up to the stars, I know I told myself I would stop, but even so... If I ever to get a chance to hear her again... I'll be happy. My only question is 'Why'... "Why... Rosalina...?"
Tears were brought to her eyes as the memories of a familiar girl leaving her behind returned. Cynthia simply opened the door to her estate climbed the stairs to her room, lied down and let the tears flow as more memories came flooding back into her mind. Her phone buzzed and she wiped away the remaining tears, "Hello?" she answered. "Hey Cynth it's Steven. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with Roark, Gardenia, and me tomorrow?" Cynthia sighed, "I guess. I'll try too be there Steven." Steven smiled on the other end, "Alright see you there buddy, and Cynthia?" She hugged her pillow, "Hm?" "Please stop crying I can hear it in your voice, you know I don't like it when you're sad." "Okay... See you later Steven..." With that she hung up and went to bed.
~Le World Change~
Rosalina was searching through her bedroom for to find her silver crown. She began to search in one of the drawers when she knocked an old picture off by mistake, "Oh no..." she said as she knelled down to pick up the broken bits of glass, "There goes another frame... What picture was this even?" She lifted up the picture to see two familiar smiling faces looking back. "I haven't seen this in while..." It was picture of two little girls, about six playing outside with a Gible. I wonder how she's doing... "I miss you... Cynthia."