Tale of Moonbeam
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This fairy tale was written by a boy who lives in a hospice. Michael is 12 years old. Since last fall, he was"abandoned" by doctors. He wrote this tale for the school literary contest, but it is not so important. It is important he wants that this fairy tale would be read. When Michael was lying in intensive care, he was promised that his tale will be read. Today – he feels better. To share this tale - one of the miracles that we can do with our hands - to fulfill the desire of the child, and the tale would took a longer route. Michael deserved it ...
TALE OF MOONBEAM
There was a small golden moonbeam. He was very thin, barely broke through the thick clouds. In the dark forest, he often lost among the branches, and could not get into the room through the window, if the curtains were drawn. He wanted to be like big brothers - strong and bright sun rays that would bring the warmth, life and joy for all. Moonbeam mourned: "Am I'll always be so weak? Can I do something good? "
But once beautiful silver Star told him: "You and Me – we are special. We are able to shine at night and give the magic for the world. Just glow with all your heart and don't be afraid!"
And Moonbeam ran through the dark water of the river and painted sparkling moon-track. All birds, fish and even trees on the banks were admiring it.
Then Moonbeam snuck into the open window of a house and caressed kid's cheek who saw the fairy-tale dream. Moonbeam played on the forest foliage and helped the lost fawn to find his mother.
And in the morning he was tired and happy back home - to the lunar disk. And hid there before sunset until the following feats!
Please post this story in their own page, Michael will be really appreciate you.
Thank you for reading and posting this fairy tale!
Thanks to everyone who helped make magic with their hands! And let’s ask for the Higher Powers to help little storyteller TO WRITE ANOTHER MANY TALES! Let’s be so Moonbeam for Michael ...
