Grandpa is sitting at his desk.
He begins to nodd off.
The paper transforms into a gnithon, and swirls around Grandpa and out the open window into the night air towards the Water Tower up the hill.
He gazes after the gnithon and stands up from the desk.
Grandpa steps outside of his house and starts up the hill to the Tower.
A comet streaks across the sky just beyond the Water Tower.
He reaches the base and looks up at the sky to see the comet.
As the comet hurtles forward through a cluster of stars, moonbeams are shaken out of the crescent moon by the force of the comet, and pour into the Little Dipper.
The grandpa looks around with despair as the Little Dipper begins to overflow, and moonbeams pool at the top of the Water Tower.
A fairy places wings on the back of his slippers, and he rises in two jumps to the top of the Tower.
The fairy points urgently at the moonbeams, the comet beginning to disappear into the horizon.
He stuffs his pockets full of moonbeams, until the fairy tugs his robe as storm clouds roll over.
He leaps down, as it begins to pour, and just as his feet touch the ground, he bolts awake at his desk.
He begins to write, excitedly, a moonbeam glowing steadily next to the paper.
His eyes meet the camera's, smiling.
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