Hidden (An Older Fiction Story I Wrote)

           Night after night the lights pierced the dark all around. Appearing as stars that blessed humanity with hope, they made themselves known after each sunset. One by one they flew through the cool air, gathering in community where they lit the way. 

           On one such evening, children ventured into this unknown void of light, guided only by these magnificent wonders.....these fireflies. 

          In all the gathering lights moving here and there, one such creature moved among them, one of their own. In the community known among them, his little light was lost, being dimmer than the others; still able to shine, nonetheless he didn't shine bright enough to be different......or so he thought. Regardless, he made his best attempts, every gathering, to make his light known. 

           On one such occasion, a boy with thick glasses made his way to him. Out of all the fireflies present he noticed this one. He followed him, took awe in his beautiful dim light, and found encouragement here. He played, laughed, and rejoiced at the fact that he wasn't the only one who didn't "shine" as bright; and this truth that he wasn't hidden gave him hope. He wasn't alone. For the moment this was enough; and it would be more than the child realized to simply "shine" every day, no matter how "bright" your light may be.

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