Varda's my favorite because I somehow found a connection with her, though it seems mundane when I actually think it's cute.
I love stars, and I find myself fascinated with the night sky (make it a cloudless night: I've a bizarre but waning phobia towards clouds; curious? PM me, it's a long story).
My dad sent us an old liqour bottle filled with paper stars, which I fell in love with, and I determined myself to make onw of my own. And so I did.
So after making star after star, I feel a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment over something a small as the tip of my pinky. And when a paper star is folded unsuccesfully, I feel depressed. It's like Varda "possesses" my psyche while I create those adorable things.
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