There is magic in starlight, of course. This is well known, but because the light travels such a long distance, the magic in it is fragile and diffused, stretched into the most delicate of threads. There is enough magic in starlight to content a baby and fill its belly, and in large enough quantities, starlight can awaken the best in that baby’s heart and soul and mind. It is enough to bless, but not to enmagic.

Moonlight however. That is a different story.

Moonlight is magic. Ask anyone you like.

The Girl Who Drank the Moon, by Kelly Barnhill

Posted by:The Dad Hatter

A full-time Dad, I spend my days Unschooling my six awesome children. I write about Unschooling, books, photography, and whatever else I feel like on my blog, The Dad Hatter.

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