Lua and the first snowfall

One winter night, something white and soft began to fall from the sky: flake… flake… flake….

The moon Lua watched from her cloud. Her friend Destello opened her eyes wide: «What is that lovely thing?».

«It's snow», smiled Lua. «It falls very slowly and makes no sound at all».

They came down to see it. The flakes settled on everything: on the rooftops, on the trees, on Destello's little nose.

Little by little, the whole world turned white and silent. It was like a dream.

Near a pine tree, a little bird was shivering with cold: brr, brr.

Lua wrapped it in a little ray of warm light and Destello snuggled beside it. The little bird stopped shivering and smiled.

Under the blanket of snow, everything slept warm and calm.

«How lovely the night is when it snows», whispered Destello, with a yawn.

And, in silence, among the soft flakes, they fell asleep.