In a garden bathed in soft moonlight, a tiny firefly named Flicker had an idea for a grand adventure. Before snuggling in for the night, he wanted to find the shiniest dewdrop on the very highest leaf of the giant fern. With a happy little buzz, he blinked his light on and off, ready for his quest.

Flicker zipped quietly through the tall blades of grass, which tickled his wings. He flew past sleepy bluebells and daisies, all tucked in for the night. On a rose petal, he saw a little ladybug yawning. 'Good luck, little light,' she mumbled softly, already half-asleep. The whole garden was peaceful and still.

Finally, he reached the top of the giant fern. And there it was! A perfect, round dewdrop, shimmering under the moon. As Flicker peered closer, he saw it wasn't just shiny... it held a tiny, perfect reflection of the big, gentle moon and all the twinkling, sleepy stars. It was like holding the whole night sky in a tiny drop of water.

Gazing at the sleepy stars in the dewdrop made Flicker’s own little light feel heavy and warm. He let out a tiny firefly yawn. The big fern leaf was so soft and cozy. Flicker found a comfortable spot, dimmed his light to a gentle glow, and closed his eyes. He drifted off to sleep, dreaming of floating gently among the quiet, sparkling stars.