By Starseed Dee 
A short story by Madanna Divine
Once upon a time, in a sun-kissed meadow, there lived a golden ladybug named Aurelia. Unlike her red-and-black companions, Aurelia shimmered with a radiant golden hue. She was born different than her siblings, but a ladybug all the same. Her tiny wings sparkled like spun silk, and her delicate legs danced across dew-kissed leaves.
Aurelia had a secret: she possessed the power to manipulate timelines. When she landed on a leaf, time rippled around her. She could nudge events, alter destiny strings, and weave new possibilities. But with great power came great responsibility, and Aurelia was cautious not to abuse her powers.
One day, as the sun dipped low along the horizon, casting a warm glow over the meadow, Aurelia noticed a wilting daisy. Its petals drooped, and its yellow heart seemed to fade. She fluttered down, her golden shell catching the last rays of daylight.
“Dear daisy,” Aurelia whispered, “why do you wilt so sadly?”
The daisy sighed. “I’ve waited for the sun to shine upon me for hours, but it never does. I am overshadowed by nearby blooms in the meadow and can never reach the rays. My timeline is stuck in perpetual twilight.”
Aurelia touched the daisy’s heart. “Fear not daisy,” she said. “I’ll weave a new thread for you.”
With a gentle touch, she spun a golden strand around the daisy. The sun peeked through the clouds, and the daisy straightened, its petals unfurling. Time shifted, and the meadow held its breath as the daisy opened to its generous rays.
From that moment, her good and selfless deed made Aurelia become the Time Weaver. She flitted from flower to flower, whispering hope into wilted blooms, nudging caterpillars toward their butterfly destinies, and guiding lost bees back to their hives. Each act altered the course of time, creating ripples that spread far beyond the meadow’s reach.
But Aurelia knew that tampering with timelines had consequences. She witnessed lovers meeting sooner, friendships blooming faster, and storms diverted altogether. Yet sometimes, unintended chaos followed as well — a missed train, a forgotten promise, or a star that blinked out way too soon.
One moonlit night, while at it’s fullest, Aurelia encountered a lonely stargazer beyond the meadow’s bank. His telescope pointed toward the heavens. His eyes held a lifetime of wishes unfulfilled. He was eagerly searching the night sky, looking for answers. Aurelia flew towards him and landed on his jacket.
“Why do you gaze at the stars?” she asked.
He sighed. “I seek answers. I lost someone dear, and I wonder if they’re out there, watching over me.”
Aurelia flew to his telescope and touched the telescope’s lens. “Let me show you,” she said.
She wove a golden thread, connecting the constellations like a holographic map. The stargazer gasped in amazement as a shooting star streaked across the night sky. He had never witnessed something like this before. Tears filled his eyes, and he whispered, “Thank you, little lady.”
But as Aurelia flew away, she glimpsed a different timeline — a missed train that would have led to a chance encounter with a soulmate. Regret gnawed at her, yet she knew she couldn’t undo her actions after they had been done.
As seasons changed, Aurelia’s golden glow dimmed. She wondered if her gift was a curse. But then she met a child — a dreamer with wide brown eyes and a heart full of wonder. The child was playing in the meadow with her puppy, singing to the flowers. Aurelia flew on one of the blooms, and the child smiled with delight.
“Wow. Are you a fairy?” the child asked.
Aurelia chuckled. “No, little one. I’m a ladybug.”
“But you’re golden,” the child insisted.
“Yes,” Aurelia said, “and I weave time.”
The child’s eyes sparkled. “Can you make my puppy live forever?”
Aurelia hesitated. “I can’t alter life spans, but I can make memories last.”
And so, she spun a thread around the child’s laughter, the puppy’s wagging tail, and the scent of blooming flowers. The child’s heart swelled, and Aurelia knew she’d made the right choice.
As the child grew, she became a storyteller, sharing tales of the golden ladybug who danced through time. And so, Aurelia’s legacy lived on—a glimmering thread woven into the fabric of existence, reminding us that even the tiniest creatures can change the world.
And if you starseed, ever spot a golden ladybug, know that she’s there, whispering hope and altering timelines, one delicate wingbeat at a time. 🐞💫