Luna, a seven-year-old unicorn, skips joyfully beside her mother, her silver mane trailing behind like a comet’s tail. She laughs as a butterfly lands on her nose, glancing up at her mother, who smiles warmly. The world feels safe and endless, filled with the promise of new adventures every morning. "Mama, will we always be together?"

Luna’s mother has passed away, leaving behind only her gentle scent and the echo of her lullabies. Luna feels the emptiness settle in like a thick fog, the world suddenly colder and quieter. She lies down where her mother used to rest, longing for the warmth that is now gone. "I miss you so much, Mama,"

Elder Willow, the oldest unicorn in the valley, approaches with slow, measured steps, her mane streaked with silver. She sits beside Luna, offering silent comfort. After a while, Elder Willow speaks softly, "Grief is like a river, child. Sometimes it sweeps us away, but with time, we learn to swim."

With gentle encouragement, Luna learns to talk about her feelings, sharing memories of her mother with Elder Willow and other unicorns. She discovers that by remembering the love they shared, her mother’s spirit stays alive in her heart. "Mama loved the sunrise," Luna says, a small smile breaking through, "She said every day was a new beginning."

Luna realizes she can be a source of comfort to others, just as her mother was to her. She feels her strength growing, her heart open to joy once more. "Thank you, Mama, for teaching me to shine," she whispers, looking up at the sun.

Luna knows she will always miss her mother, but she carries her love forward, ready to face whatever comes. With a hopeful heart, she gallops into the new day, her silvery mane gleaming with promise.