A bright, twinkling orb sails gracefully across a mahogany sky, leaving a tail of shimmering dust in it’s wake. A small round face smiles and squeezes little eyes shut tightly for a few seconds, then opens them, smiles and climbs into bed, joyfully.

A confused little owl realizes he’s very far from home. The meal he had foolishly been chasing turns out to be more than he can swallow. He drops it high over a strange forest and turns around to head home, but serrating blades end his endeavor.

Flying low over the Appalachians a twin-engine carrying toys begins spluttering and smoking. They need altitude! They begin dumping toys over a small valley and onto the mountains themselves. They gain enough altitude to land safely in the next valley.
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The little round faced child awakens and looks out her window. Something shiny flashes in the distance.
She runs, still in her nightshirt and bare feet, across the dewy grass and rocky ground. She hugs a red tricycle. And smiles up at the sky, thanking the stars!