"Well, what do you say? Let's go explore the other islands and find your light!" Lark grinned widely, flapping his wings as he hovered above the ground.

Lark was lucky and had already found his light, his ambition. It was his love of flight and his wings. Meanwhile, yours was nowhere to be seen. Your light wasn't your wings, it wasn't your favourite food or even your favourite stargazing spot. Lark had suggested you both fly off to go find your light, he thought it was on another island...