Sunday, June 7th
Night

The night comes, and he was sad because he couldn't see the moon.

When he take a look outside, his moon was nowhere to be found.

Upset, he grumbles at the twinkling stars above and lay on his cold bed. Thinking back at how there are still people who cares about him.

Like his alpaca-like neighbour.

He slept through the night without any dream that night.