Why Moonbeams Hide in Clouds — Before dawn, when the cloud sea smelled like rain-washed wool, Bram paddled his little hush-boat between the puffs and gathered loose moonbeams in a velvet sack. Read the full story →
Before dawn, when the cloud sea smelled like rain-washed wool, Bram paddled his little hush-boat between the puffs and gathered loose moonbeams in a velvet sack. He wanted the sky dim and gentle for the sleeping towns below, but the wind kept untying his knots. Hooosh, it sighed, curling silver ribbons around his oar.
Near the largest cloud, his sack gave a soft tink. Not a moonbeam sound. Bram pressed his ear to the cloud and heard a tiny chime, bright as a spoon on glass. Inside, where nobody ever checked, lay a star-seed, cold and prickly, wrapped in one forgotten beam. “You were saving this?” Bram whispered.
He could have kept the beam, finished his rounds, and gone home dry. Instead, Bram tucked it back around the seed and pushed the cloud beneath the smiling crescent, where the seed warmed and scattered little sparks through every puff. Since then, moonbeams have hidden in clouds, saving quiet light for anyone awake enough to need it; can you find the cloud that still looks as if it is keeping Bram’s secret?
