Grandma's Melodies
Heroic Sacrifice
As the night goes deeper, the scary monster's belly lights up with a bright ball as pale as the moon itself! It seems like it has swallowed the moon. But you're not to be defeated. You remember grandma's stories. You remember her magical jam's power. You know, somehow, that it's enough to beat this menace. Hands shaking slightly, you grip the jar tighter. You prepare yourself for the fight.
Thrusting aside your fears, you step forward, ready to attack. Your feet are steady on the ground, you shout out your grandma's magic song with all your might. As the words fly around in the silent night, the beast covers its ears with a squeal. But a gust of wind from the beast's monstrous growl pushes you off your feet. Spots dance before your eyes, vision fades. You feel like the wind is squeezed from you. Shedding tears of frustration and determination, you roll and get to your feet again.
Seeing the beast distracted, you muster all your strength and hurl the jar of jam towards the beast. The jar spins through the air, leaving a trail of sparkling light. And then, with a powerful roar, the beast is bathed in sparking jam and blinding light. Collapsing, the beast finally freed the stolen moon back to the sky with its last breath. You fall as well, energy depleted, a triumphant grin frames your face. Your song and steps may have faltered, but your courage beamed bright as beacon. Now your heroic song is carried by the wind, a cheerful symphony uniting the hopeful hearts around. Today, you faced your fears. Today, you won against all odds. And this tale of heroism, will forever linger in their hearts.