### Chapter 1: The Letter With No Name
In the silent stretches of space, where stars hum lullabies and comets leave whispers, there was a postman. His name was Hoshi. His ship, the *Nocturne*, cut through stardust trails like a forgotten memory, delivering messages no one else dared to carry—those lost in time, unsigned, unsent.
Today was quiet. The hum of the navigation console was the only companion Hoshi had. That, and the faint golden envelope floating in his delivery pod. He hadn't placed it there. No records. No sender. No recipient.
He picked it up. The ink shimmered strangely.
> "Are you okay?"
That was all it said.
A child's handwriting. No coordinates. No return code.
Hoshi stared out the cockpit window. Countless stars stared back.
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### Chapter 2: The Forgotten Planet
He followed a trail—not one marked on charts, but one his heart seemed to know. The stars felt familiar. As if guiding him.
It led him to a dying planet. Grey, cracked, and silent. Long abandoned. But beneath its dust, remnants of life shimmered faintly. Childhood drawings burned onto wall fragments. A mailbox. Still standing. Painted blue.
He walked slowly toward it.
Another letter inside. This one older.
> "To the Postman who never came. I waited every day. I hope you're happy, wherever you are."
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### Chapter 3: The Reply
Hoshi sat for hours.
He hadn't known.
He had once promised—before the war, before memory loss, before the stars swallowed him—to a little girl named Aiko. She was waiting for a reply that never came.
The glowing message wasn't addressed to anyone.
It was a call.
To him.
He pulled out a blank card.
> "To the girl who waited: I'm sorry I was late. I hope you're safe among the stars. I never forgot you."
He placed it inside the old mailbox.
The light pulsed. Briefly.
And then faded.
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### Epilogue: Starlight
Back aboard the *Nocturne*, Hoshi charted a new path—not to a destination, but to keep delivering the words people never said.
Som
ewhere, out there, someone might still be waiting.
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*End.*