Bastian and Moonchild

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Bastian: Why is it so dark?
Empress Moonchild: In the beginning it is always dark.
Bastian: What is that?
Empress Moonchild: One grain of sand. It is all that remains of my vast empire.
Bastian: Fantasia has totally disappeared?
Empress Moonchild: Yes.
Bastian: Then everything has been in vain.
Empress Moonchild: No, it hasn't. Fantasia can arise in you . In your dreams and wishes Bastian.
Bastian: How?
Empress Moonchild: Open your hand.
Empress Moonchild: What are you going to wish for ?
Bastian: I don't know.
Empress Moonchild: Then there will be no Fantasia any more.
Bastian: How many wishes do I get?
Empress Moonchild: As many as you want. And the more wishes you make, the more magnificent Fantasia will become.
Bastian: Really?
Empress Moonchild: Try it.
Bastian: Then my first wish is...
Bastian: Falkor, it's even more beautiful than I thought.
Falkor: Like it?
Bastian: Falkor, it's wonderful! Falkor, it's like the nothing never was.
Bastian: Atreyu! Artax!
Falkor: What would you like to wish for next?