Comhroinn Fuaime

A quiet lake glimmers under the moonlight. A young girl stands at the edge, holding a small, glowing lantern. She takes a deep breath and releases it into the air. The lantern floats upwards, dancing with the wind. It drifts past trees, over rooftops, and into the starry sky. Below, the lake reflec…

A quiet lake glimmers under the moonlight. A young girl stands at the edge, holding a small, glowing lantern. She takes a deep breath and releases it into the air. The lantern floats upwards, dancing with the wind. It drifts past trees, over rooftops, and into the starry sky. Below, the lake reflects its gentle glow like a mirror. The girl watches, feeling her heart lighten with hope. She whispers softly, “May my wish find its way.” As the lantern rises higher, it touches other lanterns from dis