Night-time, in the large room on the ground floor.

Curtains are open at one end, Quiet,

Is there something outside? We peer into the darkness, straining to see what might be there.

Then suddenly - a moon shape! Not a full moon, but a new moon. Made from lots of small bright lights.

But wait a minute - where is this moon? It is not on the ground, but not in the sky either.

It is suspended below the trees.

Now it starts to shake a little. It moves very slightly from side to side, the top dips down a bit.

The moon is dancing in the air!

It floats precariously forward, wobbling like a toddler, ballooning forwards as if it is learning how to walk.

It's a new kind of moon walk.