Luna the Starbound Sky Rabbit
Luna had always dreamed of the stars.
In the quiet meadow of Burrowville, while the other rabbits were busy digging and gathering carrots, Luna gazed at the vast night sky above. She dreamed of rockets, stars, and galaxies far beyond the carrot fields. She wanted to go there—to the great unknown, beyond the moon, beyond the doubts that surrounded her.
But every time she spoke of it, the other rabbits laughed.
“Rabbits don’t belong in space!” Old Hopper snorted.
“You don’t have the skills!” Clover scoffed.
“It’s too dangerous! Be practical! Keep your paws on the ground!” Mother warned.
Even wise Old Hopper, who had seen many seasons, shook his head. “The unknown isn’t for rabbits, little one. Best to stay where it’s safe.”
But Luna knew better. The stars called to her, and she would answer. If no one would believe in her, she’d believe in herself.
Building a Dream
Deep in the forest, Luna discovered an old, broken spaceship, half-buried under fallen leaves. It was rusty, dented, and long abandoned. Perfect.
She had no training, no experience, but she had something more powerful: determination.
Night after night, she studied everything she could find— the dusty blueprints left behind by whoever had built it and books about engines. She scavenged parts, fixing what was broken, replacing what was missing.
The other rabbits whispered. “She’s wasting her time.”
“She’ll never fix that thing.”
“She’s just a rabbit!”
“Poor Luna, chasing impossible dreams.”
But Luna didn’t listen. With determination, she patched holes, polished buttons, and rewired circuits. She worked until her paws ached and her fur was smudged with grease. And then, one brilliant night, the spaceship roared to life.
Liftoff
At last, the rocket was ready. It stood tall under the moonlight, patched with metal, held together by hope. The stars twinkled as if they were waiting for her.
With a deep breath, she climbed inside, paws trembling as she gripped the controls. She pressed the launch button. The engines roared, shaking the ground.
“Three… two… one… LIFTOFF!”
The rabbits of Burrowville gasped as Luna’s ship shot into the sky, past the clouds, past their doubts, past everything that had ever held her back.
She had done it. She was in space.
The ground disappeared beneath her as she shot into the vast unknown. The stars that had once seemed so distant were now all around her, glittering like a thousand tiny hopes. She was weightless, free—exactly where she was meant to be.
The Colony of Dreamers
Luna soared past planets of swirling colors, dodged comets with tails like ribbons, and danced in the glowing light of distant suns. She had done it.
And then, she found them.
A colony of rabbits—just like her—living among the stars in a city of shimmering glass domes. Space rabbits, explorers, dreamers, builders—rabbits who had refused to stay earthbound. They welcomed her with open paws.
“Welcome home!,” they said. “We’ve been waiting for you.”
Here, no one told her she couldn’t. No one said she didn’t belong.
“You were always one of us,” they told her. “You just had to find your way here.”
A Universe of Adventure
Luna had many adventures as a space rabbit explorer. She danced in zero gravity, laughed as she bounced between asteroids, and marveled at the glowing rings of distant planets. She had never felt so free.
Then, on a tiny, twinkling moon, she found something astonishing—diamonds, sparkling with the light of a thousand stars.
Space diamonds.
She gathered them, filling her ship, knowing they were worth more than all the carrots of Burrowville. She would never have to beg for a place again.
Back on Earth, the same rabbits who once doubted her now whispered in awe. Luna, the rabbit who had been told to stay in her burrow, was now the most widely celebrated rabbit in the galaxy.
She had found adventure. She had found a future. She had found her people.
A Legacy of Possibility
Now, Luna spends her days teaching young rabbits who dream of more. She builds spaceships for those who dare to reach beyond what others say is possible.
When young rabbits asked if they could go to space, she only smiles and says,
“You were always meant for the stars. You were never meant to stay small. The universe is yours to claim.”
This story is for every underdog who’s been told they can’t. Build your spaceship anyway. Chase your stars. The universe is waiting,
-Sky Rabbit
Hi I’m Kim,
I hope this story inspired you, I believe you can do this regardless of where you are right now. I help people pursue a sustainable income while doing things they love!
You are worthy of all the success you desire! You can do this.
Kim Sielski