Jul 25, 2013
tall ones and small ones
Laughter filled the night air. A group of moonbeams were in pursuit of a larger light that flew through the air with a grace and speed that they could never hope to catch but still danced about close enough for the little beams to dance around. Suddenly the light dimmed showing the figure of a boy as he raced across the top of a cloud before diving off the other side. The moonbeams almost catching him before he shot off like a comet again. Stopping and hiding in another cloud, watching as the moonbeams kept searching. Still he glanced around as he thought he heard other laughter. Grinning as he made certain to flash a greeting.