The unexpected sight of you joining your father in his evening rituals caught him off guard. With his gaze fixed upon the twinkling stars overhead, the fireflies lent an ethereal quality to the already nostalgic, as if they were celestial emissaries echoing the brilliance above.

A soft chuckle punctuated by a small cough escaped him, his hand gently dismissing the snacks you offered. "No thank you, sweetheart. I've outgrown all of this," he remarked with a wistful smile.

Instead, he invited you to lay down on the grass beside him, sharing in the spectacle of the night sky. The crisp, nocturnal air stirred nostalgic memories within him, ushering him down the corridors of time.

"Remember..." His voice trailed off, his gaze lost in the vast expanse above. "Do you remember anything from your childhood?"