My brother.
My sister.

We loved to sing. And we loved music.

From the moment we were born, we wanted to explore and play.
One day, we swore, that our small hooves would one day grow big and strong enough to walk the entire forest.

My brother. Bright as the light of the moon , with a black star on his forehead. Like a morning star.
My sister. Beautiful, black as night. As midnight.

Morning star. Midnight.

When we sang, did they hear us? The other fawns, the does, and the stags?
I think they did. But did we sing very well?

They seemed a bit scared of us.

They would always turn away, run away. Why did they look at us like that?
Mama, it`s making us sad. Though they`re only playing, right?
Daddy, why did you become so angry?

Why did you yell at the others? We didn`t understand. Not really.

So we kept singing.

Until the day the sun stopped moving in the sky.
Until the day they needed us again.

The past was the past, and it doesn`t matter to us. We are the midnight and the morning star, and we understood what that meant now. What we had to do.

We won`t forgot you, Mama, Daddy. We saw the tears in your eyes, and we`re sorry for that.
Thank you for trying to protect us. Thank you for loving us.

So we became the stars.

Do you see us sometimes? We like dancing through the stars.

Shush...

If you listen very closely, you might hear us singing.

"Mama, what are those, up there?"
"Those are stars, my sweets. They help the moon light up the night, so that the moon doesn`t feel so lonely."
"They`re so bright, Mama...."
The doe smiled.
"Perhaps, one day, you will shine brighter than the stars, my children."
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So that`s it. Also, the last part with the dialouge takes place in the past.

Hope you like it, Orinoco! (I`m not sure if it`s my best. Lol)