Loneliness can be a disease

The stars were out that night, shining brightly and giving off a strong feeling of the world being so small, at least to the clergy sitting with a blanket around her already covered body of winter clothing. Korinthia wasn't too bad, at least not weather wise, and truth be told she could've probably done without the blanket. There was just something comforting about it being draped around her, as if someone was holding her close. It had been a week since her mother's sudden death, and while the rest of her family was in grieving, she just felt empty. Her mother had been her best friend, her supporter through her whole life, and now she was just ... gone? Truth be told, Tasha felt torn about what to feel. She didn't know how to handle grief, she didn't even know if she was supposed to be crying all the time or just when other people were looking. She just felt like she had lost a limb, like the world was suddenly more dull than it had been a few weeks ago. She had been offered a chance to study abroad in Churchill, but her mother's death had made her reconsider her options. Her father had told her that he could handle her traveling to study away from home, but it just felt absurd to leave her family at such a vulnerable point.
However what filled her mind right now felt like her being selfish. She was lonely, and incredibly so, feeling like her skin was crawling with feeling some sort of familiarity. She looked to the stars above, seeing them twinkle at her and shine their light to her from so far away. In her hand she was holding her mother's will, something she had kept on to because with it came an envelope explaining that her mother needed her to mend her mistakes. It felt overwhelming to say the least, and she didn't know if she could handle doing that on top of everything else. In a hopeless moment she just looked to the sky, seeing a star flash across the dark canvas. "I wish I didn't have to do this alone," she pleaded, closing her eyes as she felt a single tear escape her eye.

A lot of things could happen from now and until Tasha finally solved the mystery, but was she going to do it all alone? Frankly she couldn't handle the thought of not having someone to share this with. Closing her eyes she laid back on the cold grass. In spring time this field would be covered in flowers and animal life, but right now it was just coming out of winter. She didn't know how long she had been laying there before she heard someone approaching, frowning as she wondered if it was her father who had tracked her down and was going to bring her home. However as she sat up she was met with a guy she had never seen before. Safe to say, she was a little startled, looking at the guy wearing nothing but a shiny cloth around his body. His words made her ears ring for a while, mostly because she felt like this was a sick joke. She got to her feet, looking at him in disbelief. "You know it's really rude to stalk people," she said, taking a step back. He didn't seem threatening, but any stranger showing up at a vulnerable moment wasn't safe. She was clutching the papers close to her, perhaps he knew her family and thought he could get in on some inheritance money?
"What do you want? I'm not bothering anyone and what do you mean by wish?" she asked, feeling like she was falling over her own words. Then it dawned on her. Had he heard her plea? That she longed not to be lonely? It was an absurd thought, and it didn't make sense in the mind of the clergy. It made even less sense that he was wearing so little clothes, it was still cold outside, why wasn't he wearing at least a jacket?

Tasha frowned at his words. He clearly didn't speak like one who was from around here, and he didn't look the part either. His hair looked like plucked directly from the night sky, stars twinkling between the intertwined fibers. If she had been none the wiser, she would've probably asked if he was one of the gods, but he didn't really look like one of them. At least not what she had heard from the myths and stories.
If she hadn't been so vulnerable right now she would've blown him off, left without uttering another word, but as he said he was the star she had wished upon, she felt tears appear in her eyes. He was there for her? He had heard her wish and now appeared just to soothe that wish? Part of her logical mind tried to deny it, shaking her head a little as she looked down. This was just a children's fairy tale, right? Wish upon a star, and your dreams will come true, but alas here was a person claiming to be that star. The worst part was that she couldn't see that he was lying. He was actually being genuine and telling the truth. Swallowing hard, she looked at him, still surprised at how he seemed to stand out even though he was also blending in with the night sky. "At least ... Cover yourself up a bit, it's cold out," she mumbled, handing him her blanket. She knew it wasn't much, but it was perhaps better than standing with that small cloth around him. She shivered a bit, frowning as she considered what to do. She didn't feel like she could just leave him, and on the other hand, she thought he might needed some help or at least some heat. "My car is parked not too far away from here ... Come, let's get you some clothes or something," she mumbled, leading the way to her car.

She guided him, reaching her small car that she usually only used when driving to and from university. Saros. What a strange name she thought to herself. "Natasha ... But most people just call me Tasha," she explained, opening the door for him to get in. She walked around to the driver's side, getting in herself and turning the key. The engine spun to life, the aircon turning on as well. Pressing a few buttons she made sure he had heat in his seat before buckling her belt. If he didn't do it she would roll her eyes, leaning over to buckle him in like a child. "I'm not getting a ticket just because you don't want to stay safe," she mumbled before adjusting herself back in her seat. Then she set off, driving towards the city of Thale, the city where she had grown up.
"So ... Space? Stars? What are you?" she asked, feeling like this was something straight out of a comic book about aliens or something. Was she in the beginning of that comic, the person learning about an alien invasion that would ruin the world? Wow, her imagination could run wild sometimes. "I mean ... How do you even hear me from down here, I'm like a spec in the universe," she said, trying to rationalize everything.

Okay, she might've been confused before, but she understood clearly now that everything was new for him. He was clearly not from around here, and the way he just looked at everything in her car made her a little stressed out. Mostly because she didn't know if she had to explain things to him, or if he knew some things.
When he started speaking about some cluster she just kept her eyes on the road, navigating the swirling roads that were formed after the nature around it.
"So you can hear when we wish? It doesn't make much sense," she mumbled, shaking her head a little. Maybe it didn't need to make sense, but him speaking about being in a different form scared her a little. He was truly a mystery right now, but she hoped that getting to know him would help her understand. If not she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do with him. Part of her felt guilty, because if she hadn't been so selfish to ask the stars for help, he wouldn't be here and be all confused. "But what does it mean that you've acted on a question, I mean, are you just here for me or what is going on?" she asked frowning at herself.

She honestly felt a little bamboozled, because on one hand she was quite happy that he was there, on the other he was practically a stranger showing up out of nowhere and claiming to be a friend. A bit of bitterness hit her tongue as he said he couldn't go back before her wish was fulfilled. Now she felt guilty, because she had practically stolen him away from his friends and family. Or that was at least how she interpreted it. "But what if ... What if I never get to fulfill that wish?" she asked, feeling like a lump was stuck in her throat.
She ended up pulling up to a rather large house. The lights were still on on the porch, and she guessed that her father was still up taking care of the legal stuff. Her mother had been buried a few days ago, and truth was that Tasha had been scared to death by seeing her mother's corpse in the casket. She knew that her mother was with Justiae now, but it didn't change that the girl felt utterly lost without her maternal role model. "If my father asks you anything, you're from uni and we are looking over an assignment," she told him sternly, looking Saros straight in the eyes before exiting the car.

Waving with her hand to signal that it wasn't all that important if he knew or not, she guided the way up to the house, unlocking it and stepping in. "Eto ty, Natasha?" a male voice called from another room. "Da otets," Tasha replied in her sweet Russian voice. "Idi syuda," the father demanded, and Tasha gestured for Saros to stay put before going in to greet her father. A couple of Russian sentences were exchanged before she was allowed to return to Saros, nodding towards the stairs so they could get out of her father's sight. "That was just my father, don't worry too much, he knows you're here," she explained before opening the door to her room. It was quite large, fairy lights hanging above her bed to mimic stars, a bookshelf full of books, some more worn than others. She sighed as she went to her wardrobe. She knew she had some clothes that might fit him, and at least something that would go for now.
Turning around she tossed him a black hoodie and a pair of black casual jeans. They would probably be a bit loose on him, but he would have to do with it for now. It wasn't like she had a brother she could borrow clothes from, and her father didn't have anything he wouldn't miss. "I think you can survive for a bit in these," she said.

Tasha smiled, nodding at his words. And that was when he started just stripping down. The clergy's face went bright red, turning around and covering her eyes just to make sure she didn't see anything. "Saros, uhm, I don't know how to tell you this ... But being naked is not really something you just ... Do," she said, stumbling over her words as she felt so flustered.
"I'll ... I'll go find something you can sleep on ... Just - I don't know - Just stay in the room" she said, keeping her back to him as she found her way to her door, exiting and giving him some privacy. She took a deep breath, shaking her head a little, mostly because she had never seen a guy naked before. It just wasn't her main focus. She managed to dig out a guest mattress from one of their closets before hauling it back to her room, knocking softly on the door. "You dressed?" she asked, trying not to be so loud as her father heard her.

She waved her hand at him, letting him know it was alright, even though she felt uncomfortable. However it  did help going out and grabbing the mattress. When he said he was dressed she walked in, hauling the mattress with her and throwing it on the ground. "There we go, something for you to sleep on at least," she spoke mostly to herself. Tasha was a very logical person, and with it came the small strange things she did when she was alone; That included talking to herself apparently. "Are you even tired? Or don't you sleep? Or ... I don't know, do you maybe hibernate instead?" she asked a little confused. He seemed to know so little of this world, what about basic mortal things like eating, sleeping and going to the toilet? By the gods she could blush by the thought alone.
"Also ... What exactly am I going to call you, I mean, wish maker doesn't really explain a lot - And are you like a genie, you know, like I have to keep you secret?" clearly the clergy girl had a lot of questions that needed answers, but she didn't know if Saros could give her any of the answers needed.

Biological body. That was surely one way of putting it, but Tasha guessed it was so far out from her own understanding of what it meant to exist. She had always been living in this world, in this body and with the knowledge of it slowly growing with her age. It made sense that Saros knew practically nothing, but it just seemed strange. Couldn't he feel something in him? Or was he just an empty shell until he slowly started to learn? So many questions once more, but it made sense for the ever curious clergy.
However one thing she found herself even more confused by was the mention of magic. Not magic tricks, or something along the line of illusions, but real magic. It sounded absurd, mostly because such things were only known to be something for the gods. How could a creature like Saros have access to such power? Magic came with a price, that was easy enough to understand, but he wasn't being very specific. "Magic? Like you could make something appear out of thin air or turn the color of a flower to something random?" she asked, wanting to know if she had heard him right. "And what do you use magic for? Isn't it incredibly dangerous to play with something so strong?" she asked.

Tasha could understand that it wasn't something they used lightly, but then why tell her about it? If he wasn't even sured to use his abilities, then why disclose them? She didn't know, and she certainly could find no logic to it, but the thought alone was not pleasant. The clergy could only imagine what power he had. However she tried not to think too much about it, focusing on the fact that she had to get ready to bed. Deciding just to sleep in her shirt, she took off her pants, hanging them neatly over one of her chairs. She did feel rather exposed, so she grabbed a part of pajama shorts and putting them on before she crawled on to her bed. Tossing him one of her duvets along with a pillow she sent him a small smile. "I don't think I've ever had a boy in my room, let alone an alien," she chuckled, grabbing her hair and putting it in a loose pony tail. "What's it like up there? Is it cold or don't you feel that?" she asked, placing her hands on top of her duvet, folding her hands.

Chuckling at his words she shrugged. However she laid back on the bed, listening to him describe the world he had come from. She could only imagine how it was to be surrounded by stars and the nothingness of space. In a way it sounded almost alluring, having a whole place of peace and quiet up there. "Maybe I could see it some time through a telescope - If you guide me where to look?" she suggested with a warm smile on her lips. However it didn't take long for her to drift off in to a calm sleep. It was strange. For the first time in weeks she felt like she actually got to rest, and part of her knew that it was because Saros was there. He had given up a place in the heavens to be here for her, and while it did feel very selfish, she also felt extremely grateful.

The next morning she slept in, only waking when a ray of sun hit her eyes, making her blink a few times. Listening she couldn't hear that her father was home, and perhaps that was for the better. Sitting up she stretched, yawning as she popped a few limbs in to place. "Good morning, did you sleep well?" she would ask if Saros was awake.