The Light
Blinding light, piercing the shadows of the night. Monsters and Goblins flee before its brilliant yellow glow. It's long blue handle gripped tightly between the child's fingers. Under the bed, out the window, and into her closet she shines it's brilliant glow. Scaring away all the creatures of the night. Climbing into bed she holds it close, Fearfully gazing into the darkness of her room. With a yawn and a sigh from her fingers it falls. To the ground with a thunk it's light is dispelled. Asleep at last till morning light shines. The light forgotten as unicorns and pixies dance through the mind of the slumbering child.
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