Baskadia

In the heart of a bustling medieval village, there lived a young boy named Oliver. Born into a family of meager means, he was no stranger to hunger and hardship. But Oliver harbored a secret dream that set his spirit ablaze.

Each evening, as the stars painted the sky, Oliver would steal away to the edge of the village, gazing at the opulent mansion that stood atop the hill. Its turrets touched the heavens, and its gardens were said to rival paradise. This was the home of Lord Reginald, a man of boundless wealth and power.

Oliver believed that dreams had the power to transcend circumstance. With every wish upon a shooting star, he imagined himself as the lord of that grand mansion, surrounded by riches and honor. The idea seemed absurd to others, but he persisted.

One fateful night, a meteor streaked across the heavens, and Oliver's fervent wish reached the cosmos. The following morning, the village was astir with news: Lord Reginald had taken ill, and he had no heir. Oliver, though a humble boy, had been named the heir to the vast estate and its treasures.

Oliver's transformation from poor boy to wealthy lord was nothing short of a fantastical tale. But he knew that it was his unwavering belief in his dreams that had manifested this new reality. Now, as the once-poor boy walked through the grand halls of the mansion, his heart swelled with gratitude for the magic of dreams and the power of believing in something greater.