Lyra stood at the summit of Mt. Silver, taking in the falling diamond dust. It was a sight that she didn't see often—the special snow only fell at the end of the year—but that only made it feel greater.
As she gazed at the sparkling flakes, Lyra took a moment to make a wish. A wish she filled with all of her dreams, and the happiness of the humans and pokémon that she had come to cherish.
A wish for the new year, which she hoped would be as beautiful as the diamond dust ending the old one.