Once upon a time, in a peaceful savannah where the grass swayed like lullabies and the wind whispered through acacia trees, lived a very tall and very gentle giraffe named Luna.
Luna was different from the other giraffes. While her friends played in the sunshine and stretched their necks to nibble the highest leaves, Luna loved the night.
Each evening, as the sky turned soft with stars, Luna would stand still and tall under the moon, letting its light rest gently on her back.
And when she moved through the grasses, it looked as if she were wearing the moonlight itself, soft, silver, and glowing.
The Sleepless Little Ones
Not far from Luna’s favorite tree, a group of young animals were having trouble sleeping.
Baby zebra tossed and turned.
Little lion cub couldn’t stop yawning and giggling.
Tiny elephant kept wriggling his toes.
“I’m too warm,” said the zebra.
“I’m too excited,” said the cub.
“I’m too... awake,” said the elephant.
Their mothers tried songs and stories, but still, the little ones stayed wide-eyed. That’s when a cool hush fell over the savannah, and a silver glow slowly spread across the grass. Luna was coming.
Luna’s Moonlight Walk
With quiet steps and glowing hooves, Luna walked among the sleepy animals, her tall neck brushing the starlit sky.
She didn’t say a word.
Instead, she gently wrapped each little one in a bit of her moonlight glow. It flowed off her coat like a soft blanket, cool and calming. As she moved, she hummed a deep, dreamy tune that only the night could hear:
“Sleep, my little wanderers,
The sky has tucked you in.
Let dreams be like the fireflies—So gentle, soft, and thin.” One by one, the little ones blinked slower… yawned wider… and snuggled into the earth.
A Blanket of Light
Soon, the entire savannah was still. Luna stood tall, her body shimmering like a tower of quiet stars. Above her, the moon smiled.
She didn’t need sleep just yet. She was the keeper of calm, the quiet in the night.
And though the wind danced through the grasses and owls whispered in trees, everything below stayed peaceful, wrapped in the silver hush of Luna’s moonlight coat.
And when morning came and the sky turned gold, Luna gave a final hum and slowly faded into the shade of her favorite tree.
But the little ones? They slept in longer than ever. Because sometimes, all it takes to fall asleep is a little moonlight… and a giraffe who knows how to share it.
The End !