One night the egg king decided to take a walk underneath the stars. He was a king that loved eggs, and so he was called the egg king.
He saw the stars in the sky. He saw the fireflies by the lake. He saw a glistening in the water, and he saw that it was a reflection of the moonlight. “What a marvelous egg!” He thought, looking at the shiny, bright, round moon.
The egg king wanted the moon in the palm of his hand. He thought of how much he with cherish the moon.
Determined, the egg king found a long, long ladder. “I’ll lean it against the moon and carry it back down with me!”
This is a project I am currently working on, called "The Egg King". It is about a king who has a notorious obsession with eggs, and one night discovers the perfect egg- the moon. Still a work in progress!