There, surrounded by her handmaidens, under the mystic mint leave,
lies the last of the great guardians...dying.
Born years ago , far away,  a magical birth  created from two dust dots from the Wishing Star, the Last Wish Star Guardian came to be, here to guard and priorities all wishes made by the Humans.
Dying.... her mystical powers draining from her ever so slowly. Her handmaidens weeping and confused. How can this be? A Guardian never dies. What is wrong? What has upset the mystical powers in the Universe?
Slowly the Great Guardian rises...... speaks, in a mere whisper...yet speaks.
This day is happening to me... to us....to the Universe because someone has stolen the Sacred Parchment. This  document which I have been intrusted to guard, protect has all the names and wishes that I must account for. Without it...I have no purpose...no life...no powers. It must be found..soon or I will perish and with me will die the powers of the Wish Star.
Word rapidly spread throughout the magical land and a hero was summond to take on the quest to find the stolen parchment and to save the Last Guardian. He had to be true of heart. A believer and most of all ...... in love.
Of all the the requirements, the last was hard to find yet finally the handmaidens found their champion and the quest was on.
Why did the champion have to be in love you ask? Well the answere is truely to simple for that.
LOVE CONQUERS ALL!