The Moon and the Mad Moth

There was a very serious moth named Alastair, with wings of pearl and gold, a fashionable bow tie, and the fuzziest face. He was born in a disused textile facility in North Carolina. When young he went about his studies, which involved the mysteries of the universe, with diligence and ardor. He found logarithmic spirals in snail shells. In spider's webs he analysed proportion and in leaves asymmetrical balance.

Then one night he was passing by a window he realized there was a whole world on the other side! He immediately found a crack through which he flew, the wind rustling his antennae. He flew through a garden and counted the leaves on lilies, buttercups and daisies. He studied Fibonacci's sequence in sunflowers. He  was dazzled when he came upon a porch light. This was his first lightbulb!

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