Kaja

Aleia could not sleep no matter how much she tried. She turned toward Kaja’s side of the covered wagon and noticed she was not there. Aleia’s heart began to race. She had not heard Kaja leave, and her thoughts immediately turned to the worst. Aleia jumped up from her mat and rushed outside.

The wagon faced a grassy hill, and atop was Kaja silhouetted against the large moon hanging low in the night sky. Kaja danced in the moonlight, and the fireflies danced along with her.

Aleia wished she could be half as beautiful and graceful as Kaja in that moment.