Wall of Dreams​The "Home of the Guiding Star" wasn't much more than a block of faded concrete in the city's outskirts, but for fifty children, it was everything. The walls were mostly scarred and dull, all except for one magnificent, perpetually evolving canvas—the Wall of Dreams. This wasn't just paint; it was the foundation of the orphanage’s philosophy, established by its kind-hearted warden, Mrs. Elena.​"You can only build what you can see," she'd tell the children, handing out buckets of brightly colored, often mismatched paint. "And here, we see the future."​For the children, this wall became a sacred space. Aisha,