The Story of the Little Lighthouse and the Lost Star

On a high, rocky cliff, where the salty sea wind loved to dance, stood a small lighthouse named Lumi. Lumi wasn't the biggest or the brightest lighthouse, but his heart was as warm as his golden beam. Every night, he would shine his light, swish-swoosh, across the dark, whispering waves, guiding fishing boats and great ships safely back to the harbor.

One clear, velvet night, Lumi was doing his job when he saw something strange. A tiny, shimmering light was bobbing on the water, not like a boat, but like a fallen firefly. He swung his beam closer and saw it was a little star! The star, whose name was Twinkle, had been practicing somersaults and had slipped right out of the sky, landing with a soft plop in the ocean.

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