Jayla is a little girl. She lives on the moon. She has soft white hair. She wears a star hat. She loves light. She is calm and kind. Jayla has a doll. Doll is her friend. Doll is small. Doll is warm. Doll can smile. Doll has bright eyes. Doll is brave and wise. One night Jayla wakes. She sees a dark sky. She feels a glow. Doll smiles at her. Jayla wants to gather moonbeams. Moonbeams are soft lights that float. Jayla holds Doll tight. She steps outside her home. The moon dust is soft under her feet. She sees a path of pale light. It glows and wiggles. Jayla whispers, I will gather moonbeams. Doll nods. They walk a little way. They see a moonbeam near a crater. It sparkles. It makes a soft song. Jayla reaches out her hand. The moonbeam floats into her palm. It feels warm and gentle. She smiles. Doll claps her hands. Jayla clutches the beam. She tries to hold two. They swirl like tiny stars. She feels happy. They go to a new spot. They see more beams near a rock wall. The beams dance in small circles. Jayla says, Let us gather them. Doll points with her tiny finger. Jayla scoops up five beams. They glow soft pink and blue. She hums a soft tune. Doll hums too. Jayla and Doll sit on a silver rock. They watch the beams. They learn that the beams like to rest in a glass jar. Jayla brings a small jar. She opens it. The beams drift in. The jar glows. Jayla holds the jar. It shines bright. She feels proud. Doll jumps. She is happy for Jayla. Jayla and Doll walk home. The jar lights their way. They dance in the moon dust. They laugh. The night is calm. At home Jayla sets the jar on a small shelf. The beams glow softly. The room is warm. Jayla hugs Doll. They sit and watch the light. Jayla says, We did it. We gathered moonbeams. Doll smiles. The beams shine bright. Jayla feels brave. She feels kind. She feels happy. She has a new treasure. It is a glowing jar of moonbeams. It will light her nights. Jayla loves the big round moon trees. She loves the soft stars that twinkle far. She loves the cold wind that sighs. The moon dust feels like silk. She smiles at the sky. Doll hugs her back. They share a soft laugh. The moonbeams sway in their song. They shine soft blue. They shine soft pink. They shine soft yellow. Jayla gathers more light. She feels the warmth in her heart. Doll feels the glow too. They fill the jar with soft beams. They fill it to the brim. The jar feels warm in her hands. It glows like a small sun. Jayla and Doll sit and watch. They feel magic. They feel so safe. Jayla smiles in her sleep.