The Moon and the Lonely Cloud
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Every night, the moon rose high above the world and watched over the sleeping towns below, but one evening she noticed a small grey cloud drifting alone, far from the other clouds who had floated off toward the mountains. The cloud looked sad and dim, its edges drooping as it wandered without any friends nearby. The moon called out softly, asking why the little cloud seemed so lonely. The cloud explained that it had drifted too far from the others while chasing a butterfly earlier in the day, and now it could not find its way back to its family of clouds. The moon, full of kindness, lowered her silver light gently onto the cloud, making its grey edges shimmer and glow until it looked almost like a piece of the moon itself. Other clouds far away noticed the strange, beautiful glow and drifted closer to see what it was, soon recognizing their lost friend shining brightly in the moonlight. Reunited, the clouds huddled together happily and thanked the moon for guiding them. From that night forward, the moon always kept a special silver light ready, just in case another lonely cloud lost its way, so that no cloud would ever have to drift through the night sky alone.
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Every night, the moon rose high above the world and watched over the sleeping towns below, but one evening she noticed a small grey cloud drifting alone, far from the other clouds who had floated off toward the mountains. The cloud looked sad and dim, its edges drooping as it wandered without any friends nearby. The moon called out softly, asking why the little cloud seemed so lonely. The cloud explained that it had drifted too far from the others while chasing a butterfly earlier in the day, and now it could not find its way back to its family of clouds. The moon, full of kindness, lowered her silver light gently onto the cloud, making its grey edges shimmer and glow until it looked almost like a piece of the moon itself. Other clouds far away noticed the strange, beautiful glow and drifted closer to see what it was, soon recognizing their lost friend shining brightly in the moonlight. Reunited, the clouds huddled together happily and thanked the moon for guiding them. From that night forward, the moon always kept a special silver light ready, just in case another lonely cloud lost its way, so that no cloud would ever have to drift through the night sky alone.
