The Tale of the Lantern City
In a city where the lanterns fell asleep for two hours each dusk, the birds learned the calendar, and the moon became a timekeeper.
When winter arrived, the snowflakes put on warm clothes, and in the summer, the sun fanned itself with broken fans.
The pond in the town square brought news slower than a snail, as if the water, too, had grown weary of hearing the stories.
The people had learned to bake bread under the starlight, and when asked why, they simply smiled and pointed to the sleeping lanterns.













