“Stay” the glove said. The balloon didn’t mind, he stayed.

They walked together slowly for a long time. The balloon didn’t rise as much as he used to. The glove didn’t feel so empty anymore. Sometimes the string slipped or the fingers trembled, but they always stayed together, because they kept trying. People passed without even noticing something strange. During the night, the balloon rested against the glove’s palm. The balloon learned that love can be gentle.

Nether of them became normal, they just became less alone. Because they had each other.

They had been cursed with the greatest gift of all - love so unconditional it physically kept them tethered to the ground. Agape’s father had angered Hestia, the goddess of the hearth and home, and that’s why they were punished.

While Agape now knew how this story would end, she was determined to break the cycle of their suffering. As her mother‘s wings spread and she began to ascend, the little girl broke free from the chains of her own destiny and left this world where love meant pain and sacrifice, beneath her.

One day, while walking through the marge, he feels watched. From the grass appears Irina - a beautiful creature with a human face. She lives hidden in the wetlands and protects the land. She is curious about Igaru but is scared of unknown beings.

At that moment they both look at each other. Igaru feels nervous but is hopeful that someone could accept him the way he is. Irina also feels as if she could open up in front of this unique lizard. That is the moment they both think that this accidental meeting might bring their first friendship into their life.

I've never been different. After all sunflowers grow in the same soil. Our life is a uniform cycle. Wake up. Eat. Fall back to sleep. It was yet another night - everyone was asleep. I felt a light on my petals, and thinking it was the sun, I faced towards it. Instead it was something I hadn't seen before and it was beautiful.

Another night passed by and then another and another. The night had become my day and the day - my night. The moon was now my sun. And my slow peril.

Far below, in a blue and quiet world, lived a small dark creature. It stood on tall mushrooms to see better. It believed love was something you move toward, step by step.

One day, a pear fell too far.

It fell into the lower world and stayed warm and bright. The small creature touched it and felt happy and calm. At the same time, the pear keeper felt that something was missing and went down to look for it.

They met between the two worlds.

They did not speak, but they understood each other. He learned that love can grow upward. The small creature learned that love can come down. And in that place between their worlds, love began.

The fallen pillar behind him was a reminder of what is whole once stood whole.

Far away, beyond the sand and land, lived llyra - reborn again and again in fire and water. She loved deeply buz she was made For motion, not stillness. Once, their love had burned bright. Then the would cracked, and they were pulled in opposite directions.

Gerald stayed. Waiting became his proof of love. Ilyra left. Leaving became her way of surviving.

When the sea burned orange one final time. Gerald , felt her warmth without seeing her. He understood too late that love can be real and still be impossible.

The pillars sank into the sand. The sea kept moving.

Their love remained-certain ,unfinished and tragic.

A long time ago, an accident happened in our small town called Accident. Something strange occurred and we weren't prepared for this.

My younger brother Daniel was the victim of this strange event but somehow he managed to escape.

My brother told me the story of a strange creature appearing out of nowhere. He said that it has a magical horse which was covered in blue dots and could speak fluent English. Daniel thought it was a dream, but he couldn't wake up. At that time, my brother was only seventeen years old but somehow that specific creature helped him to find love. Now I will let my brother continue the story, because I wasut even there to tell you everything.

While I was running back home I heard a strange noise coming from the woods. I decided to go and see what was happening. I found a strange talking horse which promised to help me find true love. I didn't believe my eyes. He asked me to do a favour for him first. He wanted me to turn my back to my family and run away with him to a magical land where I could find my soulmate. Of course I didn't want to just abandon my family and go to a strange place but I really wanted to find love.

I said I wouldn't go with him until he brought the girl ot my dreams here. Finally, the horse agreed but the girl that appeared in front of me wasn't just magical, she was a real princess. I was amazed by her beauty. I felt strong emotions towards her and didn't think at this moment.

Then all of a sudden everything magical disappeared and I came home disappointed. I have learned that family is more important than love.

Dear Sun,

If you're reading this letter I'm probably not around anymore. I didn't know how to say it, so i wrote you this.

I love you

Now you know. It came unexpectedly, but at the same time long-awaited fear of loosing you. I cause chaos everywhere I go. You deserve warmth, not my storms.

If I stay I'll hurt you. Maybe not today, maybe not on purpose, but inevitably.

Please forgive me.

You are the sun to my moon - without you I can't shine.

I'm sorry...see you tonight.

Love,

Your Moonlight

They were drawn together by love long before they understood its name.

Aurea was born of sand and wind, a living castle at the edge of the sea. She lived where land meets water, holding herself together while the waves gently tried to change her. Her greatest fear was losing herself—being worn down until nothing of her remained. Yet her heart was vast, patient, and ready to protect.

Deep below, in the blue silence of the ocean, lived Neris. Small among enormous creatures, he glowed like a quiet promise. He feared the endless depth, afraid that no one would ever truly see him in a world so large. Still, he swam upward, guided by a pull he could not resist.

Far from the shore wandered Ember, a straw-clad traveler carrying a fragile flame. He lived among tall grasses and stars, afraid of stillness and loneliness. His fire was not meant to destroy, only to warm and to be shared.

They gathered at the moment the world asked for balance. The sea reached for the land, the land remembered the sea, and fire was needed to light the meeting. Aurea stood firm, Neris rose from the deep, and Ember arrived with his flame trembling in the night air.

Love grew quietly between them. Aurea learned that change does not erase love—it reshapes it. Neris learned that being seen is worth the risk of rising. Ember learned that love does not burn out when shared; it burns brighter.

Together, they chose to live between worlds, where sand, sea, and fire touch—proof that love exists strongest where differences meet.

Jeff feared his atmosphere would crush Parker’s fragile self, while Parker feared that without the magnetic force of Jeff’s heavy soul, they would drift upward and dissolve.

They were root and wing. One was holding the earth together, and the other was giving it a reason to turn. They never touched, yet they were perfectly united, creating the only point in the universe where the crushing weight of reality and thought met the freedom of the sky.

Nia Obretenova & Aleksandra Yancheva

12g

Selina was a dreamy, happy girl, full of life,

and deep in her heart she still belived in miracles.

One quiet night a bright light appeared among the stars and grew larger and larger. A small rocket gently descended onto the hill before her.

The door opened and there he was- tired, but smiling. For a moment she couldn't move, afraid it was only a dream. Then he ran towards her and she felt his arms around her, real and warm.

Kiara purred softly as the two of them held each other beneath the endless sky. The stars seemed brighter than ever because love had found its way home.

It was drawn on a gold scroll, with twisting lines that went everywhere. Everyone said if you could find a way out of the maze you would find something important. He didn't expect to find her....

She was sitting by the sea, next to a giant stone fish with a yellow eye. Her hair moved like waves, and she looked like she belonged to the ocean.

He was different. He was warm like sunlight and always searching for something new. When he saw her, he forgot about the maze completely. So he approached her.

She told him life wasn't about finding the way out. It was about choosing who you walk with inside it. So he stayed.

And somehow, even though the maze was still confusing, It didn't feel scary anymore.

Because they were walking through it together.

meant endurance.

But over time they started to be unhappy. Until one day one of them

could said that things cannot

go on like this. He wanted them to be

more than just two people living together and they wanted their love te be something important.

They stepped out of the life they were told to live in and started to do it their way. It wasn't perfect but it was honest.

Their love became something different, something real and free from bad feelings. So they diceded do

escape from the towers and they just jumped out of them. As they were listening in the air, their true love story started.

Alex Valkov, Milena Mihaleva

Just because power usually changes people, he is taking advantage of the people who are trying to protest for their rights. What do you think is going to happen?

Yes, they are trodden down by the evil in the world. What are they going to do when hate is always stronger then love?

Hristo Georgiev

Zhasmina Slavova

One night, he went outside and saw a magical creature in the forest. It looked like a soft animal, with long fur and shining eyes. A small green snake followed it. The creature was sitting and was just looking at the machine man. And then the lonely man started to feel something strange, something different. Inside him was something that had never been there before - a soul.

When the man went back, he just closed himself and started thinking about yourself. Now it was a new life for him.

One day, he went outside. While he was walking and just smiling, he saw a beautiful woman who was reading a book in the park. In the machine man’s eyes she looked like a sun, like the most kindness person, like someone with the clearest soul. Then, he decided to sit next to her. She had no problem with that. They started a strange conversation, like they would know, each other for years. Both of them were feeling like soulmates.

They started going outside together everyday. Their time was so good for them, they felt extremely good.

I was leaving work after a long day accounting and decided to make myself a really nice dinner so I went to the local supermarket to but the ingredients that I needed. As I was heading in, I stumbled across a familiar face - my last biggest love - Angelica. I froze. She turned around as her beautiful voice said my name. “Luke! It’s been ages since we last talked!” She smiled so dearly. I couldn’t believe that I was seeing her again. “Hey, Angelica! How has life been?” I said nervously. “Let’s go get dinner and talk about it all, what do you think?” Said Angelica. I was so excited, I immediately said yes, forgot about the shopping and together we went to the nearby restaurant to catch up.

We talked for hours, we had a lot of fun and I decided to tell her the truth - to confess my love for her that had never left me. I explained everything, that my life hadn’t been the same since she left and that I never stopped loving her, nor have loved anybody else. She was stunned, eyes wide open, I was afraid that she didn’t love me back, but in my surprise she made an even bigger love confession to me.

My life has never been better, I’ve never been happier and my life now has a meaning. She saved me.

When the boy grew up - now a pigeon man - he was desired by many of the town's bird women. But he took no interest in them. They all seemed the same. So he decided to take a fly far away to find a partner.

When he was flying across the ocean he saw a very beautiful octopus woman. He liked her a lot but he thought she wouldn't like him back because he was a bird, so he decided to change.

He clipped his wings and put on a fish tail. Then he had the courage to approach her and that is how the love between them was born.

They became loyal partners but the pigeon man was still keeping a secret.

Then one day... he couldn't hold it in any longer. He told her the truth. She listened to him, then chuckled and told him that he didn't have to change. That she'd love him in any shape or form.

The lighthouse had never felt lonely until the storms learned his name.

He stood on a thin rock in a restless sea, sweeping his light across the dark every night. Ships depended on him. Stars watched him. Still, he wondered what it might feel like to be seen by someone who didn’t need saving.

Far away, in a honey-colored room filled with floating fish and quiet magic, lived a stilted giraffe who had never seen the ocean. She spent her evenings staring at a framed painting of turquoise waves, certain the water moved when no one watched.

“I think someone lives out there,” she whispered each night.

One stormy evening, the lighthouse’s beam stretched farther than ever before. The wind bent it through a tiny crack between worlds, and warm light spilled from the frame onto the giraffe’s face.

For the first time, someone looked back.

Night after night, the storms returned just long enough for their worlds to touch. He told her about roaring waves, and she told him about floating fish and golden walls.

“I wish I could see you,” she said.

“I see you every night,” he answered.

“You’re the one who looks back.”

“I thought you were just a story,” she said.

“I was,” he replied softly. “Until you believed

me real.”

It was too afraid to crack. Too afraid to become something new. It was scared to change, especially with no one by it's side.

Far away, in the middle of a wild sea, a white bird stood on a twisted tree and played a golden trumpet into the storm. The waves were loud, but the bird played louder.

The music travelled across the ocean… into the theatre… into the egg’s tiny heart.

Crack.

A small piece fell.

The egg realized something - the storm wasn’t scary and it wasn't afraid to move, it was constantly changing. It was waiting for someone to call for it.

With one final note from the trumpet, the egg broke open. A small chick stepped into the light.

The bird flew from the sea to the stage.

“You were brave,” said the bird.

“No,” said the chick softly. “You just believed I could change."

And from that day on, whenever the world became a storm, they faced it together - one playing music, the other standing in the spotlight.

Just recently, they met a puppet master who was pulling strings and controlling small figures, and it made them think deeply. Now they are flying away on the bird they want to protect their freedom. At that moment, they feel a little sad but also hopeful. Secretly, they are thinking that one day they will help other cut their strings and be free too.

Nobody knew how it happened. It made ticking sounds and released steam when the pressure inside became too strong. He worked very hard and cared only about success. People respected him and gave him thumbs up everywhere he went. However, he felt lonely and empty inside.

Every day he tried to fit into a small box called “success.” It was uncomfortable, but he believed this was the only way to be accepted.

One day, a kind woman noticed his sadness. She was not afraid of him. She looked at him and said, “You don’t have to stay in that box.”

Her words surprised him. No one had ever spoken to him like that. Slowly, he began to change. The pressure inside him became weaker.

The next day, he stepped out of the box. People were shocked, but he felt free.

With her help, his metal heart slowly became warm again.

Every day I

woke up und drank wane  all day long. I only had

one friend and it was a small blue bird that was always siting on my hat. Then one day I thought to wyself thit I hive to find the purpose of my life. So I got myself together end decided that I was going to travel.

I climbed every mount, fought through snow storms, I did not rest. But finally I found one beautiful

place. After so long I finally felt happy again

without the alcohol to drown my feelings.

I found a farm that is now my home, the owner was a beautiful wife. She is kind and caring, and she has the most pure soul I have ever “touched". Is own farm we raise livestock, mainly cowbirds. They are mythical creatures that are special and we are honoured that they chosen to live with us. Now we take care of their eggs and kiss them every night so they know what love is, so they do not have to experience loneliness like I did.

I am so happy that I found my purpose in life and love that changed the way I saw the world. I am so grateful to live this life.

The sun was calm, breathing in slow, even waves. Mari’s rose quietly to the surface, water sliding from his shoulders. Human above the waist, silver tail below, he had long ago stopped trying to decide where he truly belonged.

In the shallows stood something impossible a mental capsule half buried in the sand, still warm from its fall through the sky.

The hatch had opened. A figure stepped out in a sleek silver spacesuit. Inside the helmet was a reptilian eyed alien that reflected the moonlight. The alien moved carefully as if the gravity of this world pressed too hard against her body. She slipped on the wet sand.

Maris reached her before she fell. His hands met the cold curve of her suit, steadying her. For a moment they simply remained there, suspended between ocean and stars.

Behind the glass, her eyes searched his face not with fear, but with the same quiet loneliness he carried. She lifted her hand and pressed it lightly against the inside of her helmet. He placed his palm against the outside.

Between them was only a thin barrier and the vast distance of their worlds. Yet in that fragile contract, something felt simple and while the tide moved gently around them, and above, the sky seemed a little brighter.