My Heart Will Go On

Gurumin, the Shape of Empathy, understood more than anyone else the power of sound and music to soothe minds.

It was soon discovered that music held a mysterious ability: to create a harmonious resonance among all the StarDusts who heard the same song.

Gurumin naturally loved to hum sweet melodies which, as the Element of Wind, could be carried by a gentle breeze to all who wished to listen.

These melodies had the power to calm, to reinvigorate, and even to help in difficult times, such as the loss of a loved one.

Gurumin often said:

“This isn’t about forgiving, nor forgetting. It is about letting your heart finally release, and begin its journey to move on. This is a task only you can do. But as long as you care for your StarDust, the path will appear clear before you. All you must do is follow it.”


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