Chapter 2: Chapter 2

The moon that shines so brilliantly.

Smoldering its light to thousand stars in the empty void.

A feeble light that can be seen vividly from those thousand lights.

Its light was bright and cheerful to the eyes.

Waiting for its turn to be picked as it was awakened with a sound.

I felt curious and looked around.

There was a bright light ahead. Shining brightly among the thousand stars.

The light breathed.

The exact moment it thought of thousand questions,

A majestic voice ringed in the empty void saying,

This soul is weak and it will die without its gift

With grief and sadness.

This short story was written during Christmass Eve. Hope you like it!

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