In the still wood, where shadows play, a tiny glow-worm named Flicker lived.
Flicker was shy but bright, illuminating the dark wood with a gentle shine.
One day, the moon hid behind clouds, and the night was dark.
Flicker whispered, "Shall I help the lost fireflies find their way?"
Flicker gleamed brighter, illuminating pathways through twinkling trees.
Above, the moon smiled, silver circles rippling in the leaves.
Through rustling leaves and moonlit beams, Flicker sang a silent song.
And the fireflies danced, luminous in the forest glow.
As dawn approached, the fireflies flickered their thanks.
"You are brave, little one," they buzzed with soft glowing wings.
And Flicker, no longer alone, had found friendship among the stars.
Ever after, the glow-worm and the fireflies shared their radiant light.
Always remember, even the smallest light can guide the way.