“Where can I find hope?" asked Rabbit.
“It’s always there,” said Bear, “waiting to be found. But a good time to find it is at night.”
“Really?” asked Rabbit.
“Yes.” said Bear. “It’s there, nestled amongst the stars, in the form of a promise.”
“A promise of what?” asked Rabbit.
“A new day.” replied Bear.
by Tara Shannon
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