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Outdoor nighttime well lit room with lights on a star-filled sky; the house windows cast warm light. Aarav, barefoot in tshirt and pajamas, gazes up smiling at the bright full moon.
Aarav stood barefoot in his backyard wearing his favorite blue pajamas. The night sky sparkled with a thousand twinkling stars. A gentle breeze rustled the small tree beside the wooden fence. His house glowed warmly behind him. Everything felt calm and peaceful. Aarav loved nights like this. He looked up at the bright full moon and smiled. The stars seemed to dance just for him. It was magical.
Outdoor nighttime backyard; a golden-blue shooting star streaks downward, painting the sky with sparkling light. Aarav, mouth open and arm outstretched, points upward as the radiant object descends toward the grass.
Suddenly, a brilliant golden-blue light streaked across the sky. Aarav gasped and pointed up. "A shooting star!" he whispered excitedly. The star grew brighter and brighter as it came closer. It whooshed overhead with a soft humming sound. Then it gently landed right in his backyard with a warm glow. Aarav's eyes grew wide with wonder. He had never seen anything like this before. His heart beat fast with excitement.
Outdoor backyard at night, moonlight and faint house glow illuminate a small smoking crater in the grass. Aarav kneels beside a pulsing silver-blue crescent fragment, his wide eyes reflecting its gentle light.
Aarav walked slowly toward the glowing spot. In a small crater lay something amazing. It was a shimmering silver-blue piece shaped like a rock of moon glowing and blue mist coming out of it. The fragment pulsed softly with gentle light. Aarav knelt down carefully beside it. "You're so beautiful," he whispered. The piece felt warm and alive somehow. He knew right away it was special. Something told him it didn't belong here on Earth.
Outdoor backyard at night; the moon hangs bright above while the glowing fragment shaped like a rock of moon glowing and blue mist coming out of it rests on the grass. Aarav stands between them tapping his chin, face suddenly lighting with an excited grin as inspiration strikes.
Aarav looked up at the moon in the sky. Then he looked at the glowing fragment. "You need to go home," he said softly. The fragment's light pulsed as if it understood. Aarav felt determined to help. But how could a little boy reach the moon? He thought hard, tapping his chin. Then his face lit up with an idea. "I'll build a rocket!" he announced proudly.
Outdoor backyard under porch lights at night; a cardboard box decorated with chalk stars stands upright, broom taped as a makeshift rocket tail. Aarav admires his creation, clutching a tape roll, cushions already tucked inside.
Aarav rushed inside his house. He found a big cardboard box in the garage. He grabbed tape, cushions, and a broom too. Outside, he taped the broom to the box. The cushions went inside for a soft seat. Aarav drew stars and windows on the sides with chalk. "Perfect!" he said, stepping back. His rocket looked wonderful. Now it was time to fly.
Outdoor backyard night; the cardboard rocket sits on grass beneath dim starlight. Inside, Aarav slumps with shoulders drooped beside the moon fragment, mouth forming a small frown after the failed countdown.
Aarav climbed carefully into his cardboard rocket. He placed the moon fragment gently beside him. "Five, four, three, two, one... blast off!" he counted loudly. But nothing happened. The box stayed on the ground. Aarav tried again. "Blast off!" Still nothing. He sighed deeply, feeling disappointed. Maybe his rocket wouldn't work after all. His shoulders slumped sadly.
Outdoor backyard night suddenly bathed in swirling blue light; sparkling particles whirl around the cardboard shaped like rocket not a square box. Aarav, eyes shining, grips the rocket edge as it hovers inches above the grass, fragment floating before him.
Suddenly, the moon fragment began glowing much brighter. Sparkling blue light swirled all around the rocket shaped box not square shaped. Aarav gasped as the fragment floated into the air. Magic sparkles danced like fireflies around him. The cardboard box trembled and shook. Then slowly, gently, it lifted off the ground. "We're flying!" Aarav shouted with joy. His rocket was really working. Up, up, up they went.
Night sky high above Earth; the cardboard rocket glides through luminous cotton-candy clouds surrounded by glittering stars. Through a drawn window, Aarav waves happily toward nearby twinkling lights, the glowing moon looming ever larger ahead.
The rocket soared higher and higher through the night. They passed through soft, glowing clouds that felt like cotton candy. Stars twinkled all around like friendly lights. Aarav waved at each star as they flew by. The moon grew bigger and bigger ahead. "We're almost there!" Aarav called out excitedly. The fragment's glow pulsed faster now. It seemed happy to be going home. Everything sparkled with beautiful magic.
Silver lunar plain under deep space starlight; the cardboard rocket rests nearby as Aarav steps onto softly glowing dust, holding the pulsing fragment. Ahead towers a swirling luminous gate, its arcs illuminating the quiet scene.
The rocket touched down gently on the moon's silver surface. Aarav carefully stepped out, holding the fragment. Everything was quiet and peaceful here. The ground glowed softly beneath his feet. Stars shone even brighter from the moon. Ahead stood a magnificent glowing gate. It was tall and covered in swirling light. The fragment pulsed excitedly in his hands. "Look, there's your home," Aarav whispered.
Moon gate interior pours warm golden radiance onto the silvery ground; its doors stand open. Aarav gently releases the fragment, watching it float through the archway while he smiles softly in the celestial glow.
Aarav walked slowly toward the beautiful gate. The moon fragment glowed warmer in his hands. As he got closer, the gate began to open. Warm golden light spilled out from inside. "You're home now," Aarav said gently. He held up the fragment and let it go. It floated gracefully through the open gate. Inside, it glowed brighter than ever before. Then it disappeared in a beautiful golden flash.
Outdoor backyard night calm and unchanged; the cardboard rocket rests quietly beside Aarav. He gazes upward, hands clasped behind his back, at a single exceptionally bright star twinkling in the clear sky.
In the next moment, Aarav blinked. He was standing in his backyard again. The cardboard rocket sat beside him on the grass. The small crater was completely gone. Everything looked normal and peaceful. Aarav looked up at the night sky. One star shone much brighter than all the others. "Thank you, little star," he whispered. The star twinkled back at him. He knew the fragment was safe.
Indoor bedroom at late night; soft moonlight streams through a window onto a small bed covered in starry sheets. Aarav sleeps peacefully in his moon-and-star pajamas, a gentle smile visible in the silvery glow.
Later, Aarav snuggled into his warm, cozy bed. He was still wearing his moon-and-star pajamas. His adventure felt like a wonderful dream. But he knew it had been real. Soft moonlight streamed through his window. It touched his smiling, peaceful face. Outside, the bright star twinkled gently. It seemed to be saying thank you. Aarav drifted into sweet dreams of magical adventures.