Once, long ago, there was a humble farmer and his wife. Although they loved each other very much, try as they might, they could not conceive a child. This dismayed them, as all they wanted was a child to raise to be good and pure.
One night, during the Harvest Moon, the farmer was working in the field at dusk when he saw a shooting star. He thought “Ah! I am blessed this evening! I shall surely have my deepest wish granted!” He rushed back to his wife and told her of the shooting star, and they rejoiced together.
That night, his wife became pregnant, and nine months later, during the midsummer festival, she gave birth to a healthy baby boy with shining golden hair. The farmer and his wife cherished their son and named him Helios in honor of the solstice.
Helios grew very quickly. Within a week, he was walking and talking. As he grew, his hair seemed to grow more radiant with each passing day. He learned very quickly and could read within a month. He became a voracious reader, seeking knowledge like no other child in the village, and spoke with great conviction on many subjects within six months.
His body grew quickly as well. Within three months, he was the size of a boy of ten years, and after nine months he was a strapping young man. His physical strength was unsurpassed by anyone around, and he could lift two full-grown men with each arm.
People in the village came to know him as a knowledgeable and honest man, wise beyond the handful of months he had been alive. He was the most handsome man around, and his golden locks shone with the brightest most radiant light. People from far and wide came to see the wonderous man who was strong and wise but only a handful of months old.
The day of the summer solstice came again, marking the boy’s first birthday. His parents showered him with love and affection, and people came from all around to celebrate with them. After a long day full of celebration, he and his parents returned to their modest home. They stood outside, and Helios took his parents into his sizeable arms for an embrace.
“Mother, father, thank you for a wonderful year of life. Sadly, I must leave you this day, for I am a Star Child and I must return to the sky to be with my own kind.” With that, he began to glow with a dazzling light, lighting up the house with a light as bright as the sun. “I shall never forget your kindness and love. Please always remember that I love you and will always cherish our time together.” And with that, he led them outside and ascended to the heavens, leaving the farmer and his wife without a child once again.
“Oh, Helios!” The farmer yelled in frustration. “Please do not leave us! We love you!” He turned to his wife, tears in his eyes. “Is there nothing we can do?”
His wife was looking to the sky, tears in her eyes but stone-faced. She wiped the tears away and turned to her husband. “I’m afraid there is nothing that can be done,” she said to him. “Helios must be with his own kind, for our son is a mass of incandescent gas.”