The Moon, the Stars, and the Firefly
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yami0204Title: The Moon, the Stars, and the Firefly
Genre: Fairy tale
Rating: G
The stars have always been, they say, but that is not entirely true.
When the world was still young and finding itself, the sky was dark at night, a void of black lit only by the waxing and waning moon.
The moon, having only darkness to keep him company, hid his sadness each month. He was lonely. So few creatures played under the moonlight, while the brilliant sun always had happy creatures playing under her light.
The moon was too sad to even feel jealousy.
One evening the moon's sadness overwhelmed him and he wept and wept and wept. Each tear dropped from his eyes sparkled against the black sky, glittering around him. When the moon finally ended his weeping, he found he had created beautiful stars to light the night sky. These shining tears of the moon attracted the attention of the creatures of the earth, rousing them to look at the dazzling lights in the sky. In wonder of the stars, they danced and sang and delighted in the stars above them.
All except for one creature.
A little fly looked at the stars and became jealous of their sparkle. The stars were no bigger than a fly, after all, yet they were loved by all while flies were reviled and treated with disgust. The little fly wanted beauty such as that of a star.
The jealous fly wanted to ask the stars how they shined to brightly and take that shine for himself, so he flew up high into the sky. He flew and flew until he found that the stars were so far away that he could never touch them.
Saddened by this, he flew back down to the earth.
The moon saw the fly's failure and said to the fly as he flew away, "Little fly, why did you go so high tonight?"
"I wish to speak to the stars," said the fly. "I wish to know how they shine so brightly. They are small like me yet are so bright. Why can't I be like a star?"
The moon listened to the fly's lament and shook his head.
"The stars are not small," said the moon, "and they cannot tell you how they shine. They shine because they are my tears."
The fly was saddened to hear this, "Then I will always be an ugly fly, never to shine like the stars."
Hearing the sadness in the fly's words, the moon took pity on the fly and said, "Come closer and I will grant you beauty."
The fly did as the moon asked, buzzing up as high as he could to meet the moon's glowing face. The moon shed a tear and placed it on the fly. The fly felt warmth inside him and a glow came from around him. The fly looked to find that he was shining just like a star and he wept with joy at the sight.
"Thank you, moon," the little fly wept. "Every night I will dance my light for you!"
True to his word, the fly danced each night for the moon, and as the moon helped more flies to brighten the land, they all danced for the moon, too. These special insects would be called fireflies and even now they light the summer landscape at night with their beautiful glowing dance.
The End
Genre: Fairy tale
Rating: G
The stars have always been, they say, but that is not entirely true.
When the world was still young and finding itself, the sky was dark at night, a void of black lit only by the waxing and waning moon.
The moon, having only darkness to keep him company, hid his sadness each month. He was lonely. So few creatures played under the moonlight, while the brilliant sun always had happy creatures playing under her light.
The moon was too sad to even feel jealousy.
One evening the moon's sadness overwhelmed him and he wept and wept and wept. Each tear dropped from his eyes sparkled against the black sky, glittering around him. When the moon finally ended his weeping, he found he had created beautiful stars to light the night sky. These shining tears of the moon attracted the attention of the creatures of the earth, rousing them to look at the dazzling lights in the sky. In wonder of the stars, they danced and sang and delighted in the stars above them.
All except for one creature.
A little fly looked at the stars and became jealous of their sparkle. The stars were no bigger than a fly, after all, yet they were loved by all while flies were reviled and treated with disgust. The little fly wanted beauty such as that of a star.
The jealous fly wanted to ask the stars how they shined to brightly and take that shine for himself, so he flew up high into the sky. He flew and flew until he found that the stars were so far away that he could never touch them.
Saddened by this, he flew back down to the earth.
The moon saw the fly's failure and said to the fly as he flew away, "Little fly, why did you go so high tonight?"
"I wish to speak to the stars," said the fly. "I wish to know how they shine so brightly. They are small like me yet are so bright. Why can't I be like a star?"
The moon listened to the fly's lament and shook his head.
"The stars are not small," said the moon, "and they cannot tell you how they shine. They shine because they are my tears."
The fly was saddened to hear this, "Then I will always be an ugly fly, never to shine like the stars."
Hearing the sadness in the fly's words, the moon took pity on the fly and said, "Come closer and I will grant you beauty."
The fly did as the moon asked, buzzing up as high as he could to meet the moon's glowing face. The moon shed a tear and placed it on the fly. The fly felt warmth inside him and a glow came from around him. The fly looked to find that he was shining just like a star and he wept with joy at the sight.
"Thank you, moon," the little fly wept. "Every night I will dance my light for you!"
True to his word, the fly danced each night for the moon, and as the moon helped more flies to brighten the land, they all danced for the moon, too. These special insects would be called fireflies and even now they light the summer landscape at night with their beautiful glowing dance.
