Animal Fables I: Moth
Once upon a time, there lived an unremarkable moth.
“Do you know something?” said the moth, asking himself a rhetorical question as he mused on the complexities of life. “I’ve been captivated by the light of that candle for what seems like forever. Like a moth to a flame, indeed. But now I look at it again, I really don’t know what I found so fascinating. It’s just a flickering light, and not a very impressive one at that.”
The moth paused for a moment to ponder this revelation. It was, after all, the only thought he’d ever had throughout his short and entirely uneventful existence, and he was going to make the most of it while it lasted.
Then, with a weary sigh, the plain common or garden moth fluttered upwards into the cold night air and returned to bashing himself senselessly against the window pane, in his obsessive pursuit of the magical light from the unreachable candle. It was going to be a long, long night.
The End.