"170. Liberation"

Story :-  

In a small coastal town, there lived a young girl named Mia, who had an extraordinary fascination with the ocean. Every day after school, she would wander along the beach, collecting seashells and dreaming of the mysteries that lay beneath the waves. Her room was filled with treasures from the sea—colorful corals, starfish, and jars of sand from different beaches she had visited. But her most prized possession was a beautiful crystal sculpture of a dolphin, which she kept on her windowsill.

The dolphin sculpture had been a gift from her grandmother, who had told Mia that it was no ordinary piece of art. According to her grandmother, the sculpture was enchanted, containing the spirit of a real dolphin that had once swum freely in the ocean. The dolphin had been captured by a powerful sorcerer who, jealous of its grace and beauty, imprisoned it within the crystal, where it remained frozen in time.

Mia was captivated by the story and would spend hours gazing at the sculpture, imagining what it would be like to set the dolphin free. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the sky turned shades of pink and orange, Mia noticed something strange. The dolphin in the sculpture seemed to glow faintly, its crystal form shimmering in the fading light. She rubbed her eyes, thinking it was just her imagination, but the glow persisted, growing brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, the room was filled with a soft, ethereal light, and Mia heard a gentle voice echoing in her mind. "Thank you for believing in me," the voice said. "The time has come for me to return to the sea."

Before Mia's astonished eyes, the crystal sculpture began to crack and shatter, pieces falling away like melting ice. The dolphin inside, no longer trapped, burst forth from the crystal, now a living, breathing creature. It hovered in the air for a moment, as if acknowledging Mia's role in its release, before diving through the open window and into the night sky.

Mia ran to the window, watching in awe as the dolphin swam through the air, leaving a trail of sparkling light in its wake. It leapt gracefully, as if thanking the stars above, before disappearing into the distant horizon, where the sky met the sea.

The next day, when Mia returned to the beach, she felt a deep sense of peace and fulfillment. She knew that the dolphin was free, swimming once more in the ocean where it belonged. Though the crystal sculpture was gone, Mia carried the memory of that magical night in her heart, a reminder that sometimes, believing in the impossible can make it a reality.

From then on, whenever Mia gazed out at the ocean, she would smile, knowing that her dolphin friend was out there somewhere, swimming through the waves with the same grace and freedom that had once been captured in crystal.