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Danya sat on the windowsill looking at the stars.

It was already late, high time to sleep, but he did not want. It happened practically every day. Mom and Dad were preoccupied with this issue.

They consulted the best doctors in the city, the men of medicine. They prescribed various pills and potions to the boy, but it didn’t work. Just at that time Danya’s grandmother came to visit them.

One late evening, when Danya, instead of going to bed, watched the stars, she quietly entered the room, sat down in a chair and asked:

– Do you like the stars?

– Yes, granny, I really love them, it seems to me that there are so many secrets and mysteries in the night sky. I like to look at the stars at night and dream.

– What do you usually dream of?

– I don’t even know how to explain this, I just sit and dream about nothing. And my soul is so pleased by it.

– But it’s probably not very interesting to dream about nothing. – she wondered.

– Well, I apparently didn’t mean it. For example, I’m looking at a star and think what it will be like if you approach it, what happens on it and who lives there.