Beat and the Moon Moth Waltz

One blue-velvet evening, Beat zipped up their coral jacket and twirled a rhythm-stick bracelet around their wrist.

Ready for an adventure, Pip?

Beat asked, adjusting their headphones. Pip, with a green cap wobbling over big, curious eyes, nodded so hard their striped scarf nearly unfurled into the dusk. It was their favorite kind of night - the kind with a big, gentle moon and possibilities floating in the air.