The summer breeze glides along your face as your bike coasts down the hill toward home. Cricket chirps signal the edge of dusk as they replace the sound of sparrows. The countryside gloats in its darkness away from the city lights. The stars begin to display their splendor. You watch with great anticipation, hoping to make a wish. Deciding to take a short cut, you dash through an open field. It’s flickering, even glowing. And suddenly the stars are no longer out of reach.