The Whispering Lights

Once upon a breeze, where the wind talks sweet secrets and the trees laugh softly, lived tiny lights bobbing like dreams, called Lumi-nots. They wore coats of flickering blue and giggled with glimmers.

Our brave friend, Flicker, wanted to dance with the moon. "The moon's light is so big and round," she said, "It tickles my heart like a sunny day!"

So off she went, fluttering through gentle rustles, leaving glowing trails behind, painting rainbows in the night. As she danced, stars winked down, their laughter sprinkling over clouds like sugar on cupcakes.

Through the soft wind, a promise was whispered: "Every star has a story as bright as Flicker's glow."

If you ever walk in a breeze that sings, listen closely; you might hear Lumi-nots dreaming of moonlit waltzes.