Moonbrim
Dewy and the Dawn That Lasted Forever
Dewy would shine for one dawn only, and feared her brief sparkle meant nothing at all. A gentle bedtime story about a tiny dewdrop on a meadow spider web, a fading morning, and the golden light she never knew she carried inside. For every little one who worries their time is too short to matter.
Dewy would sparkle for just one short dawn. A hundred small drops sparkled on the web. Soon the climbing sun would drink them dry.
Dewy stretched to hold her shimmer longer. One by one, the other small drops vanished. By noon, she feared her moment meant nothing.
Alone on the thread, Dewy began to shrink. A tiny ant searched for the safe path. Dewy noticed her light could point the way.
In her tiny drop, she held the sunrise. Her rainbow beam lit a bridge of light. The little ant crossed safe in her glow.
A single dawn was a lifetime of gold.
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