Bella and the Moonlit Butterflies

One night, Bella found a silver butterfly glowing on her windowsill.

‘Please help,’ whispered the butterfly. ‘The moon path has gone missing.’

Bella put on her softest slippers and followed the butterfly into the garden.

She did not rush. She listened. She noticed tiny sparkles hiding on the grass.

Bella placed each sparkle back into the sky, one by one, until the moon path shone again.

‘You found your own way,’ said the butterfly queen. Bella felt warm and proud inside.