Luna and the Garden of Little Lights

Luna loved the little garden beneath the old apple tree. Every evening, she brushed the sleepy flowers with her star-tipped wand and watched their petals fold.

Tonight, the garden fairies were coming for a moonrise celebration. Luna spread silver petals on a broad leaf, ready to make the branches sparkle.

She touched each petal with her wand until it glimmered like a tiny star. Then she threaded the petals onto long strands of soft meadow grass.

A little moth fluttered close and lit upon a low branch. Following its gentle wings, Luna found just the right place to hang her shining garlands.

Before she could tie the last knot, a gust tumbled through the apple tree. The grass strands slipped loose, and the glowing petals scattered across the garden.

Luna sat beside a fallen petal, her wings drooping. Beneath a curled leaf, its small light still glowed steadily, sheltered from the breeze.

She gathered the scattered petals and nestled each one inside a fallen leaf. All along the path, she tucked her little leaf lanterns between the roots and soft moss.

The visiting fairies followed the glowing path to the apple tree. Even when the branches swayed, the tiny lights below shone warmly around their celebration.

Luna rested beside her friends beneath a canopy of quiet leaves. She had hoped to fill the branches with stars, but she had made a whole garden glow.