He was lonely. “Those stars near me don’t like me, definitely,” he thought.
His light faded, faded, and faded away.
The stars were worried because it seemed that Moon never noticed: even when his light was the brightest, the stars was never gone.

The stars approached Moon and said, “You never notice how bright you are, do you?”
Moon was so happy. He had his own light. He was unhappy no more because stars were always there with him.

之前當作生日禮物送給朋友 希望她心情能好一點
這次不知道是不是再畫過故事給她會比較好⋯⋯

喜歡妳的風格，請一定要畫下去啊好療癒喔

vivianlai1105: 謝謝喵！有時間一定會畫的！