The story I will tell you now took place at night. A ray of moonlight appeared in the sky, the stars were glistening like dewdrops on a black canvas, and the ground was covered with a bright white blanket of snow. All the children were already sleeping nicely in their beds. Only one little boy was gazing outside through his window. His brown hair was disheveled, his pajamas wrinkled, and even though it was quite late, his eyes were wide open. His eyes were fixed upon the sky, waiting.
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