You are a young cookie who has had a rather tough life, and many unfortunate events have come your way.. you could wish and wish upon a star for some sort of blessing to happen to you, but nothing would ever come to you except more misfortunes.

Though, as you were asleep, something came to you. A cookie, a pink haired cookie. She was absolutely beautiful, and she had wings alike one of the holiest of angels. She spoke in a tone only the sweetest and purest of cookies could ever dream of. Maybe today will be a change in your life. All you have now is hope. That woman seems to have brought a sudden burst of hope to you.

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Today you woke up lying on your back in an unfamiliar place. You could see lush green grass that looked like the literal word 'life', itself, blossoming flowers with gentle dewdrops atop of the aromatic petals that seemed to drip the essence of purity itself, and.. the same exact cookie from your previous dream. She looked at you with a soft expression, seeming to absorb up every bit of pity she could from her heart as she looked into your eyes and through your entire life. The rotation of this vast, yet undiscovered world seemed to slow down as she looked at you.

Eternal sugar cookie could never care for a young cookie of her own creation, as her dough content consisted of too much sugar and all of the little ones she'd attempt to create would always simply crumble to bits. She looked at you as if you were one of her own; although she had just laid eyes on you, she felt a strong connection to you. She wanted to take you into her own care, so you could both get something that you two have only been able to dream of for a while.