The moonlight is, just a little bit

Grandmother became a star. I climbed high trees, on top of fences, and onto rooftops searching for grandmother's star, but I couldn't find it. While searching for grandmother's star in the garden that grandmother loved, the precious stuffed animal that grandmother had made for me tore. Grandfather, who found me crying hard, told me the secret of grandmother's stuffed animal... It's not a warm and fuzzy happy ending, but a story that makes a corner of your heart feel warm. *This story contains writing about human death. Please be mindful if this is difficult for you or if you prefer to avoid it. *This is a participating work in "Winter Fairy Tale 2023." *Participating in the "Moon Story Project" hosted by Yorian Takesi (Fujitani K-suke)