A golden-yellow full moon hung in the pitch-black sky. Not a glimmer of light surrounded it, making the moon look all the more desolate.
A light evening breeze blew around them. The icy wind seemed to be cheering for some astonishing event, making one's heart give a sudden jolt.
In a daze, a few stars rose one after another in the east, illuminating the whole world in an instant. They competed with one another, and whenever one dimmed, the others grew several times brighter. Beneath their light, everything on the ground seemed to enter an ethereal dream, so beautiful it would shatter at the slightest touch.
The writing is very good. I believe you can do better. Come on!