Once upon *another* dream...

There was a lil boy.

One night, he noticed the bright moon in the night sky. The brightest star in the sky was always there. But he never noticed that it shone so bright for him as he was dazzled by the moon.

It was the night of a new moon. The lil boy never felt so alone. He didnt notice the brightest star was shining for him all the time.

By the time he noticed the star, the star died.

He screamed at the star. he wanted the star to shine again. He was sorry that he didnt notice the star before.

But it was too late.

The star coudlnt hear his pleads although it knew very well the lil boy wanted her to shine.

The star was glad that she was in space - where sound doesn't exist.

Numb in the cold vast space. Alone.

It wouldn't feel the same way if the star shone again.