When I was younger, my mother would tell me stories about the sky and of celestial beings. Stories of celestial guardians known as the Zodiacs who would protect this world and some of the many other magical things you could encounter there. I loved to hear these stories and I wanted to see this land. When I was seven I promised my mother one thing after her death, and that was to see this mythical world, Astros.

Of course, that was a long time ago. I eventually gave up that dream in my middle school years. I would get bullied for believing in such a thing so I just decided to quit. I mean it was impossible, a city in the sky? How could there be such a thing? I felt bad for making a promise and not keeping it, no matter how long ago it was. I was already too into astrology to stop studying it, so, I decided I would become an astrologer.

Nowadays, I'm just your average college student trying to make a living. Today is actually my 20th birthday, and frankly, I'm terrified of what is to come. As much as I love astrology, I'm terrified of heights. I've never been in an airplane, let alone a helicopter, and now my best friend is expecting me to skydive with her? I tried saying no, but I just couldn't. I thought this was supposed to be my birthday, not hers...