One day the boy found that he had wandered back to the beginning of his journey and there people welcomed him and many a celebration were had in honor of his return, this made the boy happy but he did not feel content here, this was no longer his home despite all the friends he had made and he returned to his wanderings now not only in search of answers but in search of a place where he could belong.
He settled his pack down by a river and looked out over a small river city nestled over the hill and watched the lights of the city and the light from the stars dancing on the water and he felt peace in his heart.
He slept there the night, under the lights of the city and under the light from the stars and dreamed he was dancing on the water with them.
When morning came and he awoke he was happy and knew that he could not leave this place of lights and dancing and he picked up his pack and walked down into the city.
It welcomed him almost graciously and set him to work, not one, not two, but three jobs.
The boy was happy that his life had found some meaning and happy that he had found his home, he began working and planning and seeing his life in front of him just as he had always dreamed. during the day he would work and during the night he would dance on the water.
But slowly his work dragged him down and he would stumble home exhausted - too tired to dance or to look out the window at the lights. He closed his blinds and tried to sleep the night away so he could be rejuvenated for working the next day.
The boy had one day a week off and on this day he would rest and sit inside away from the lights and rock out on guitar hero.
The boy was still happy even though he was exhausted and tired and cranky most of the time until one day, this boy fell ill.
He was sweating and feverish. He felt deathly cold to himself and deathly hot to everyone else.
No one knew what to do and all feared. People came from all over the river city to visit him and try their best to cure him. In time word spread to all the people he had met in his wanderings and hey traveled far to see the boy and to try and diagnose him or to cure him.
Although the boy had not declined he had not gotten any better until one night he fell into a fevered sleep and began dreaming of his life, he dreamt of the night he spend under the stars and felt the cool breeze against his cheek and the smell of the water as it was lifted from the river by the wind and carried to him. When he opened his eyes he saw the stars above his head and the lights from the city were again sparkling in the river.
Next to him was a young girl who sat staring at the stars.
'lets go dancing' she whispered to the night, to the stars, the river and the city lights.
The boy and the girl danced on the river and danced with the river and he remembered why he had felt so content.
He danced all night long until the stars disappeared into the light of the sky and he continued to dance on his exhausted feet all the way home.
Everyone was excited to see the boy out of bed and in such high spirits that they partied for several days all of them wanting to know what had cured him and how. As time passed they all returned to their homes and the boy returned to his jobs but every night on his way home he would look to the stars, the lights and the river and feel that peace again.
the end.
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