The Moonlight Bridge To Cloud Town

The yard was quiet. The yard was still. Luna, a young husky puppy, rested his prominent black nose on his white paws. He loved this yard. He played here with his family every sunny day. The grass was cool now. The wind was soft. Then, a soft light touched the grass. A glowing bridge made of moonbeams appeared over the trees and Luna decided to follow it tonight. He stood up on his four sturdy legs. His thick black and white fur brushed against the gate. He stepped out of his quiet yard. He placed one paw on the shiny, soft light. The bridge hummed a sleepy song. Luna walked up into the starry sky, leaving his cozy bed far behind.