There it was, the bright orb in the
sky we call moon, and it was almost full.
It was surrounded by bright pearls in the deep blue sky, it
felt like I was in the deep depths of the
ocean.
As the night grew long the sky became black and the pearls
and the moon brighter.
The pearls started to twinkle, flicker and were sparkling,
looking as if they were communicating
with each other.
It grew colder, so cold I could taste the crisp air on the
tip of my tongue.
I heard the wind whistling and could see it grab a misty,
foggy cloud over the moon and pearls
to keep them warm.
The yellow, red and orange leaves were playing in the wind,
rustling and falling to the ground
when they got exhausted.
I ended up spending all my time gazing at the glittery
pearls that have been spilt across the
deep depths of the night sky.
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