The fountain gurgles in the garden, moonlight transforms water to diamonds and pearls. The spider casts his silken thread, weaving a garment the juniper can wear. Unexpectedly, a yellow light appears and swiftly moves along the wooden fence; pale lemon stripes are cast upon the ground, as particles of light escape between the slats. The car moves on and darkness resumes, the owl settles on a tall branch. He gazes at the wondrous luna blue; blinking, then blinking again, he turns his head and calls, “Who-o-o!”
The night is almost ended, spun cotton candy pinkens the clouds, and sunbeams warm the frosty blue moon, as it disappears from the sky.