Neil Gaiman fans will know.

It was all around her, the sun, wrapped around her body as a fuzzy warm blanket. She had the feeling that she needed to hurry, the feeling of being caught was stinging her in every single pore the skin of her little body had.

But the excitement of her doing… well that could be seen in her frozen smile that didn’t seem to be washed away from her amazed freckled face.

She did, she thought, she actually stole the sun, it was all around her, her new belonging.

Now that was odd, but still, she found where exactly was the first string of sunshine, she grabbed it, and pulled, and pulled, till there was no more sunshine, just the black starry sky, with no moon, just stars and everything around her, was warm and loving, and shining, so she smiled.

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