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Hannah stood near the sign and after reading it carefully she picked up a blank piece of paper and pencil to write with.

A wish... she hummed thoughtfully.

Looking up at the lovely tree, branches swaying in the light breeze that caused dappled sunspots and colored lights from the ornaments to shift on the ground like a kaleidoscope, she considered her options carefully. In light of the events that have happened over the last few years, her heart was left feeling lonely. When there had been discussions about moving in with her boyfriend, Sheena had decided to move in with another senshi to keep her identity a secret. Unfortunately, after finding a place to live she was the only one to move in.

Work had kept her busy most days, calling her in on the few she had off due to understaffing and working other nurses to the breaking point. But there was nothing to be done and there were patients that needed assistance. Even her duties as a senshi had been forgotten for a time due to simply being too exhausted when it was time to finally clock out.

In all honesty, she considered wishing for more time but knew that wasn't really something anyone could easily grant.

And so, Hannah closed her eyes for a moment and simply listened to the sounds around her, kids running along the sidewalk playing tag while parents cautioned them to slow down or apologizing to the people their children ran into. She could hear a street performer playing the violin and could easily imagine the smiles of the surrounding crowd enjoying the familiar melody. However, it was the humming of the person next to her that gently tugged her attention and was the reason she finally opened her eyes again.

“Seems we’re both struggling to figure out what to wish for.” She smiled kindly and walked over to stand beside the young woman with fiery red hair and cyan colored eyes.

“Not necessarily.” Hannah looked up at all the pieces of paper tied to the branches, some were higher then she was tall but there were still plenty of options within reach. “I didn’t see a rule saying you can’t ask for help.”

It’s a half-truth to say that God only gives us what we can handle. Because in those moments when it’s too much there is an alternative or way out. It became almost a mantra for the years she had spent in and out of the hospital and still held true for the most part especially since awakening as a Senshi.

But she was still here and hadn’t given up yet. So that must mean something right?

“My name’s Hannah,” She turned and extended a hand to the young woman. “And if you’d like, after we’ve written our own, perhaps we can both pick a wish and try to grant them together.”

Hannah looked back up at the tree again. Her cerulean blue colored eyes scanned over the dozens upon dozens of papers tied to each limb as she hummed quietly to herself. “I suggest sticking with something simple. Something that doesn’t require a lot of money since there are a lot of kids here that might not have a way to grant it otherwise.”

A thought struck her with that last mention and before the idea had a chance to slip away, Hannah walked back over to the table and wrote her with on the blank piece of paper.



A small smile tugged the corner of Hannah’s lips as she turned around and walked over to one of the low hanging branches. She tied the piece of paper at a height that almost anyone could reach it, be it an elderly person in a wheelchair or a child hoping to participate in the event.

“I think that’s a really good wish.” Hannah smiled then walked over to a branch on the other side of the tree.

Among the lights and ornaments was a pale green piece of paper that drew her attention in a way she couldn’t explain. It wasn’t as if the color particularly stood out like the bright oranges or happy yellow pieces of paper. Perhaps it was because it wasn’t such a bold color and instead symbolized growth, life, and in her mind a soft kindness.

Whatever the reason was, Hannah reached up and untwisted the piece of twine then walked over to where she had left Mia. She hummed thoughtfully as she read over the wish. “Seems we’re going to visit the pottery shop over on Moonlight Avenue. It appears that volunteers have put on a display that this wish maker would like us to see.”

“Your turn to pick one.”

Hannah pulled out her phone to Google the poetry studio. “According to my GPS, it is four blocks that way then one block over.” Thankfully it wasn’t too far since she had already spent too many hours this week on her feet.

“We could probably take care of a part of yours along the way.” She leaned over and picked up a piece of garbage that had fallen beside the table. A discarded wish or one that someone had made some sort of a written error on. Although the paper was pretty, even the slightest of breezes could lift it up and carry it away to a place where the seeds weren’t meant to be buried.

A light laughter escaped her, "Fair enough." She replied and without complaint she led the way towards the studio and as she walked, Hannah tilted her head up to the sky and with a smile she let the sun warm her skin. Beautiful weather and friendly company were balm for a weary soul.

For a better tomorrow. That's what these careful wishes were ultimately asking for and she, for one, felt more than happy to see that become a possibility.