On a dimly lit stage under the gaze of stars, a young woman sits silently in a wheelchair.
Her legs are bandaged and weak — symbols of pain, of a journey paused too soon.
She wears a top with a broken heart emblem, as if to say her suffering is more than physical.
The Arrival of the Wise Healer
Kneeling beside her is an elder, cloaked in robes and wisdom.
His eyes carry centuries of knowledge, and his hands, once weathered by time, reach gently for her knees.
He’s not a doctor, but something older. Something… magical.
The Spark of Healing
Suddenly, light erupts between their hands — not ordinary light, but radiant energy.
Fire and stars seem to dance as he channels power into her body.
Her eyes are closed, her heart open. It’s a moment beyond science — it’s faith, healing, and destiny igniting as one.