CHANG
Ting Chen
 

On my birthday, I received a birthday gift from K. It was a package with a round cheesecake inside. There were about 9 human-shaped candles on the cake. I found the signs in the hands of the human-shaped candles were written with the words that K would like to give me, which was very delicate.

When I clicked on the cake with my fingertips, it began to spin and a birthday song played along with the guitar melody. Those human-shaped candles also performed a happy blessing dance, and the scene was joyful and grand.

At this moment, I felt like I had been invited to an ancient sacrificial site and stood in front of an altar filled with people's faith and prayers. On a full moon night, they lit the candles around the cake and believed that their wishes would fly along with the smoke to Artemis, the goddess of the moon.

The cake was still spinning under the power of my fingertips, with enough intensity to send smoke across the world, and Artemis should have received it at a glance during this long march of the era. However, a meteor streaked across the sky, leaving a bright and hard stripe that fell on the distant land eventually. I was surprised but also speechless because I didn’t even know when I had become that failed Artemis. In fact, I shouldn’t have been the one who made the wish, and I couldn’t bear the pain caused by all fallen wishes either.