RE: The image is made of own imagination and thoughts

There was once a distant place where the sun never hid, the hours passed and there was always clarity.
The elderly told wonderful stories of the moon and the stars, of the darkness and how it was.
The youth and children believed were just stories and that did not exist.
One day little Daniel was fishing and he found a kind of golden bottle, but it was so dirty, full of sand that you could not see the contents.
I take the bottle and rub it with his shirt, a lot of smoke came out, some grains and a note that said if you said you saw the moon you should plant these magical grains at the top of the mountain.
Daniel thought it was a game and he thought to ignore all this. But curiosity was more with him and climbed a high mountain there planted the beans and sat down, he was so tired that he fell asleep quickly, when he woke up everything was dark, Daniel was very scared he ran, but the mountain was very far from civilization .
I look up at the sky and I am impressed with seeing the moon and the stars, I knew what they were because I always listen to the stories of those wonders.
When he looked around he saw the city in the distance, full of lights and darkness.

Daniel could not help his tears fall and think that this was a new life for him and all the inhabitants of this beautiful and nascent city.