Surely there is
something more interesting in life than just sitting here watching
these shadows being naughty? Then the shadow got up and walked away.
A
dark clock-face stands tall and still as the stars twinkle in the night
sky. The white shining angel stands guard over the village as they
rest. The roof tiles shine in the darkness. The clock face is shining
out of the enveloping shadows. The houses are beautiful and have curly
whirly doors.
The bright, glowing moon lights
up the little mans droopy, white eyes. The stars in the background
light up. His long, floppy, squiggly aerial wiggles in the spiral
moonlight and his white, lonely looking eyes light up bright. His long
face looks to me a bit like a tadpole. His skinny legs take him a long
way.
A
glow of golden light bursts out of the two library doors and shines out
into the distance. Creeping through the moonlight, he struggles to get
up the stairs of the library. A gasp escapes his mouth. Huge piles of
books surround him. He is drawn in by the warm, golden, glowing light he
sees from outside.
On
the table stands a bright, glowing faced candle. She flutters golden
diamonds as they twinkle to the ground. He tries to kiss her but is
burnt by her flame and goes to the roof top.
He
looks down at his burn and feels the candle die as the librarian blows
her out. The shadow gasps, widens his eyes and runs over to collapse at
the base of the candle.
A
few seconds later he discovers that there is something behind him. The
candle has become a shadow just like him from her smoke. He turns around
and is overwhelmed by what he sees. His lonely eyes become happy as
they embrace and kiss.