“The mouse woke up because some new, unknown feeling overwhelmed him. Climbing onto an old stump, he tried to peer into the thick, velvety darkness of the night. Strange, but this darkness did not frighten him at all, but on the contrary, attracted him. In the morning, the Mouse told Mom about his night walks. – I don’t know Mom why I woke up. Probably, I was called by these small and sparkling ones that live there, in the heights of the dark sky. “These are the stars, Little One.” If they call you, it means you have become quite an adult. I knew that sooner or later this would happen. The time will come when you grow up, and you will need to leave your native hole far, far away...”