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Fireflies under a full moon

When you’re lost in the darkness, look for the light. There is always a light somewhere…” He hugged her tight and she allowed herself to feel comfortable in his arms. He had a way of making things better, even if she was sobbing as if the world had been destroyed, he could restore her faith that everything will work out eventually because she deserved the best and was worth the trouble she was going through.

It was a beautiful night with a full moon, its reflection glowing in the stillness of the lake. He held her hand as they walked around it and suddenly his gaze fell around the castle walls. “Look, fireflies!” he gasped in excitement.

Fireflies are often found on forest edges near standing water most visible during May, June and July. Their glow appears like a flashing light, serving as a stimulus – they light up in the dark to attract mates. In short, they light up to look for romance, and light is their love language.

Despite the fact that the full moon meant more light, something that would ordinarily prevent so many fireflies from being seen, tonight there were heaps of them flashing around. He took it as a sign; a symbol that everything will be OK. He opened the palm of his hand and a small lightning bug flew inside, flashing its tail.  

These mesmerising creatures have the rare ability to be able to produce light in special organs in their abdomens by combining chemicals, enzymes and oxygen. They produce a wonderful sight in the dark of night, highlighting how small we are in a world so amazing.

Fireflies serve as reminders that it’s the smallest and simplest of things in life that matter the most. A tiny beetle can produce so much light. They inspire us to stop for an instant, to slow down our hectic lifestyles, to gaze at the wonders of nature around us, to indulge that moment and to appreciate it all.

She took his hand again and smiled at his bewilderment.

They had found a light in the darkness.

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