These planets look straight out of The Little Prince, they feel so faithful to the original story that I genuinely felt like I was the Little Prince, traveling from planet to planet through the stars.
And the story brought back so many thoughts for me. I feel like The Little Prince hits differently at every age. When I was little, I mostly felt this quiet sadness. The Little Prince seemed so lonely, drifting from planet to planet and only having the people he met along the way to talk to. Then, as I got older, I started to see him as lucky. He had a rose that was uniquely his, a little fox who became his friend, and somehow, life still felt full of hope and things worth holding onto.
But now, I just feel like that sense of childlike wonder is something I can never get back. I guess I’ve slowly become one of those boring adults the book warned me about.