FSE

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Dolled Up: by Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental. They have been created for the sole use of within this story and are not meant to resemble anyone else's characters. Additionally, some characters are depicted as underage and minor sexual relationships. You have been warned.

"She was just another broken doll,

dreaming of a boy with glue."

-Atticus

Friendship is what you make it or so the old saying goes. For some, it is a timeless tradition shared through trials both thick and thin. For others, it is a more intimate affair shared only through those who spend most of their life together. Whichever path is taken, there is no question that companionship is one of the many things that makes humans and their ilk. Such is, even more, the case when considering furs, who more often than not still harbor some of their primal mentality.

Josh was a normal boy who lived in the outskirts of rural Oklahoma. It wasn't far from a small suburban town but the family had grown to love the locations humble charms. His parents had moved there before he was born, sure that it would bring them a reasonable mix of both job opportunities as well as some stuff for their son to do. To family wasn't exactly well to do but the parents were more than able to make ends meet.

Josh's family was a mischief of mice, though he was the only child. As the only boy in his extended family, he was quite spoiled. His parents and their relatives often went out of their way to make him comfortable and happy. The family beyond his immediate one was quite large and more often than not he was usually babysat by one of his parent's siblings. The most usual suspect was his great uncle, who was rather fond of children because he no longer had any of his own.

Well into his twilight years, the elder rodent was greyed in his fur. Each time he spoke, his voice often trembled. However, he was well respected and liked across both sides of the family. Josh's parents often relied on him to provide them a sitter since they often had very little notice more often than not. The great uncle was one of the few who knew of the boy's dilemma. The problem is that he was having difficulty making friends.

This plight existed for a few years and became even more pronounced when the cub became a preteen. Josh was now becoming antisocial and his parents feared him becoming a pariah. One day the great uncle decided to take matters into his own hands. He related to the kid as he was just as much a member of the outcasts of society as his nephew. As a member of the occult, he had worked his magic on all numbers of things. Over the course of a few weeks, he implemented a plan to animate clay into a real boy for his nephew to play.

The older mouse worked day and night, though no one noticed since he lived on his own. The boy was his favorite grandchild and he wasn't about to let him down. He eventually came up with a working plan. The main problem being that it would only work for a day, even if he summoned his most powerful magic. This meant that he would have to repeat the process if it ended up working out. He put out to work and began putting it into action, hopeful that it be a worthwhile time investment.

A few days later there was a knock at Josh's door. The boy was the only one home and it was a Sunday, which meant the mail wasn't delivered today. He couldn't help but wonder who it could possibly have been. He looked out the window, surprised to see another kid that looked to be about his age on the other side. However, it didn't appear to be anyone he knew and so he figured it must have been a local kid he had not met yet.

Josh opened the door and looked at the other cub. It appeared to be another mouse boy who was dark brown in his fur color. The boy had a matching outfit that didn't contrast with his body very well but Josh didn't think it was strange.

"Hello, my name is Wyatt. My family and I recently moved into town and I heard there was another mouse in town. I was wondering if maybe you wanted to play?" Wyatt smiled warmly at the smaller boy.

Josh hesitated a few seconds before responding. "Sure...I guess."

The bigger mouse took the other cub by the hand. His grasp was firm yet friendly. Josh found it strangely reassuring to be holding hands with the other cub.

Once they were outside, the white mouse found it to be warm. He didn't normally go outside in the broad daylight and so the sun beating down against him was much more different than normal. Josh continued to follow Wyatt, despite not being sure where he was going. There weren't many other houses around but they continued past them and into a wooded area. Eventually, they arrived at a pond in the middle of an open area.

The smaller mouse had never been there before so he took in the sights of the trees around him.. His gaze soon fell upon the other boy who was starting to take off his shirt. Josh followed before long, forgetting all about the fact that he wasn't wearing a bathing suit. He continued watching the other boys undressing finding himself to be more interested in his body despite not being sure why. Eventually, they stripped down to their undies with both boys wearing tight briefs that hung tightly against their bodies.

Wyatt stepped inside of the lake and began to wade inside of the water. The bigger cub waved his new friend over without saying a word. The smaller one obeyed without any sense of hesitation and walked towards the water. The scent of flowers wafted along with the breeze and Josh couldn't help but sniff into the air as he rather enjoyed the aroma of all sorts of floral varieties. As he neared the water the white mouse hesitated a minute.

The water in front of him discolored a bit as it reflected against his fur. Josh wasn't far behind the other cub. It was warm out and he was feeling hotter than he normally did. The smaller cub was much slower about entering into the water but eventually made his way into the shallow end. Now that they were both in the water itself, Wyatt began to approach his new friend. Within moments they were mere centimeters away and the brown eyes of the bigger mouse looked into the grey ones of the smaller boy.

Josh could smell the other boy. His aroma was nothing like he'd ever smelt before. It wasn't one of stink but rather one of musk, though he didn't know it. Almost if by instinct he began to lift his hand. The white rodent glided his hand across the larger cub's chest. It was firm and had more definition than his own. The other boy's skin was rough and had a strange texture on it. Josh could have sworn that a small imprint of his paw was left behind but it soon vanished so he pushed it off as his own imagination.

Wyatt soon backed away and began splashing the other boy. Josh yelped in surprise as he was assaulted without any defense of his own. The sudden strike snapped him out of whatever phase he was in, quickly he submerged himself in the water. The brown mouse watched the other cub swim underneath him but made no attempt to move away. In mere moments his feet were swept out from underneath him and he fell butt first into the water.

The bigger cub couldn't see very far into the water. It was murky and everything in front of him was blurry. He rose up for air and saw that Josh was standing with his back turned to him. Taking this opportunity, Wyatt leaped forward with his thin paws held out in front of him. Soon he was upon the other boy and both cubs spiraled into a singular motion of rotating around in the water. The two remained in this twisting motion for a few seconds.

Eventually, they came to a stop. When they finally did both boys gasped for air as they hadn't really been able to catch it in the commotion of things. Josh splashed the other boy for good measure, feeling as if he'd gotten the revenge for just a moment ago. Wyatt smirked back at him and squared his shoulder against him to shove their bodies together. The ease at which the bigger cub moved him didn't cause alarm and he allowed himself to be pushed around.

Gradually they grew tired of the roughhousing and Wyatt made his way towards the shore of the lake. As he emerged from the water, Josh couldn't help but look at his thin pink tail leading up towards his butt. The smaller cub watched as he redressed, noticing that the pants line of the other cubs short dug into his friend's waist a little more than normal. Josh soon joined him in getting out of the lake, regretting leaving it immediately since it was still warm outside.

Once they were dressed, they made their way out of the wooded area despite not being really dry. However since it was so warm outside, it didn't take long before their bodies were dry once again. Their clothing remained damp for a short time but the two cubs were able to ignore it grinding against their bodies as they walked. Soon they exited the forest and Josh could see the outskirts of the community where he lived.

The two boys made their way to one of the first houses in the area. Like many others, the place had been abandoned for the city. However, in the front of it was a large tire swing attached to a tree. Wyatt pointed to it and indicated for his friend to get inside. Josh followed along like a good boy and sat inside of the tire as his friend pushed him. Each time he did so he yelled out in glee, not wanting the moment of bliss to end.

Soon Wyatt grew tired, which became apparent from the audible huffing from behind Josh's person. The smaller cub got up and offered him the spot. The other cub was sweating heavily and his fur was quite matted. He felt bad for him and wanted him to have fun as well. Wyatt took him up on the offer as he had been fighting through a fit of weakness for the last few minutes. He was fighting with the heat of the sun which

was only making it worse.

Soon they forgot all about their problems. Across the street, the mouse's uncle stood at the window looking at them idly. He had been there a while since he had heard the loud laughing and wondered what it was. When he discovered who it was, his heart soared. All he wanted now was for the friendship to last and for the doll, he created to last forever.

Eventually, the two grew tired of swinging around. Wyatt was feeling winded from the exertion of force. His body was sweating heavily and his musk had steadily increased over the last few minutes. Even if Josh's sense of smell wasn't that strong, he could pick it up among the wind. It was an alien scent one that he was finding himself attracted to for whatever reason. The swinging finally stopped and the bigger mouse stood idly catching his breath.

The white mouse looked behind him. His friend was heaving quite heavily and was bending over. Wyatt had his hands on his knees and his whole body was a mess. His skin was looking wrinkled and he seemed all together unwell. Josh quickly lept up and raced back to his friend, fearing he was taking a turn the worse. He had no idea what was really going on.

"Are you alright? Maybe we should go inside and take a break." The smaller cub suggested while placing his hand on the rear of the bigger cubs hunched back.

Wyatt breathed deeply a few times. "Yes...that sounds good."

Josh looked around and saw that his uncle's home was nearby. He took the other cubs paw and began walking toward it. At first, his friend lagged behind but Wyatt was able to keep up despite his own apparent ailing health. When they arrived at the front door, the white mouse knocked a few times. It was a few seconds before the door opened. The greymuzzle opened it and appeared before them. The man wasn't surprised at who it was since he had been eying them from afar once they had returned to his part of the town.

"What's up, kiddos?" The man spoke with a raspy low volume yet deep tone.

Josh stepped up closer to his uncle and hugged him softly. "Hiya Unc, I was wondering if we could cool off inside. My friend here needs to take a load off."

"Of course, pups." He moved out of the way to allow them to come inside.

As they passed by him, the older mouse kept his eye on the brown boy. It was evident that he was sweating. Of course, he knew that the cub was his own creation. Staring at him from behind, he could see some trails of mud following behind the brown mouse. He realized he needed to act fast or Wyatt would dissipate to nothing.

"You two relax and I will get you a drink." The uncle shut the door and made his way towards the kitchen.

While in the kitchen, he went into the fridge. He had already worked out a restorative the previous night when he made the boy. It was a mixture of black magic and some tonics and it made the surrounding area smell terrible when he opened it. The man wondered if he might be able to mask the odor. He placed the vial on the counter and grabbed a match to light an incense stick. It was some of the most potent stuff he had, so he figured it would be enough to overpower the stink of the concoction.

Afterward, he grabbed some juice from his fridge and mixed it with the stuff, making sure only one glass had the mixture. Once he was done he took both glasses in his paw and walked back out to the living room.

The greymuzzle handed the cups to the two boys on the sofa before him. "Here you go, enjoy."

Both kids took hold of the glasses. Wyatt was much quicker to drink his beverage. The liquid inside was guzzled within seconds. The brown mouse burping and feeling much better. The sweat on his body finally beginning to dry up, though his clothing was rather damp from the amount of it he had perspired over the course of the day. Josh was much slower about drinking his but eventually, his glass was emptied as well.

Josh looked over to see his friend wasn't sweating as much. It looked like he was feeling better. A small droplet of liquid residue remained at his nose, so the white mouse reached over to wipe it off. The uncle, who was still watching from behind, couldn't help but smile. The man walked away leaving the boys alone for the time being.

"Feel better now?" Josh wanted to be extra sure this was the case.

Wyatt nodded. "Yeah, thanks. Want to go back outside?"

"Maybe we should stay inside? We could stay here, my uncle has a guest room we could share if you want to a sleepover."

The bigger mouse hugged the smaller one. "That sounds fun!"

"Cool is that alright, uncle?" The white mouse asked his elder by raising his voice across the room.

The man popped his head back in. "Sure, I'll call your parents and let them know."

"Thanks, Unc." The smaller mouse leaned forward and grabbed the remote in front of him.

Josh began to surf through the channels eventually landing on some cartoons. He hadn't watched them in a while but wasn't sure what the other boy was into it. Occasionally he looked over at the other cub who seemed content with a half-smile on his face. Wyatt had been strangely quiet to this point but had been recovering his energy from a long day. The smaller mouse could still smell the other boy, by this point his musk had become more obvious since they were inside and not moving.

The white mouse moved closer to his friend and nuzzled into his neck. His wet nose pressed into the other boy's rough skin. The pheromones of the other cub's scent invaded his sensory glands. He could feel himself getting worked up in his pants, though he wasn't entirely sure why he was so into this. Josh looked into the other boy's eyes, they were dark yet beautiful. Slowly Josh began moving his hand forward until his touch was against the other boy's hip.

Wyatt looked down but showed no signs of protest, though he continued to look on with interest in what the other was doing. Josh smiled warmly and inched in for a light kiss on the brown mouse's cheek. The bigger blushed profusely as the smaller mouse eased his grasp forward and suddenly took a hold of the bigger cubs groin into his paw. Gently he began to grope him and squeezed softly against his balls.

Wyatt's body responded in kind as his loins started to stir. He had no desire to protest the action and continued the let Josh have his way. The smaller mouse soon guided his attention underneath the briefs of the other boy. Now his flesh was squarely against the other boys. The other cub grunted a bit as he was almost fully erect now. His small member pushed against the thin fabric into the paw of his new friend. Josh leaned in and pressed his shoulder squarely against the other.

The bigger mouse blushed profusely but still made no apparent movement. The smaller one turning his gaze downward to focus on what he was doing. Josh grasped his hand around the other boys cock. It pulsated and throbbed as it reached its full length in his palm. Slowly Josh began to peel down the other cubs zipper. He could see his white underwear which by this point was tented.

He continued to fish it out of the fabric, allowing the tight white underwear to rest under the other mouse's balls. Josh stared for a moment. The member looked bigger than his own but at the moment he didn't really care about that. Eventually, he began to finger and touch at the other boy's cock causing it to twitch against his touch. A smile crept across the bigger cubs face showing he was perfectly fine with the ordeal.

Josh fit his grasp around the other boy's member. It was warm and rigid, seeming rougher than his own. The Smaller mouse began pumping it ever so slightly into his grip. The reversal of motions between the one cubs thrusting and the other boys humping made the action much more therapeutic than it otherwise would have been. The white mouse picked up speed as he saw some saliva creep out of his friend's maw.

By this point, Wyatt was already breathing faster. His cock was starting to leak, although he didn't notice it because there wasn't a lot of it. Josh continued his attention for a few moments before the throbbing flesh pulsated and twitched. The bigger cub let out a sigh as his cock orgasmed. It was the first time he had done so but the intensity of the moment was beyond anything he had experienced before.

Once the deed was done, Josh released his grip. The smaller cub looked at the bigger one who had a stupid look on his face. Little did either of them realize that Wyatt was fighting through a state of sexual stupor. The smaller mouse began to ease away in order to give the other cub space. The bigger cub wasn't entirely sure what had just happened but a sense of longing and desire had replaced any inhibitions he still harbored.

Shortly after Wyatt pulled his underwear back up since they weren't that far down his body. He slowly pulled up his pants, Josh's mind drifted to dirty thoughts as he occasionally looked at the other cubs lower region. It was evident he was into him and he wanted more of him. He decided to hold off since he had just indulged the other boy who seemed to be at a loss for words. It took a few moments before the brown mouse fully recovered.

Josh looked down at the floor and noticed a small puddle of mud pooled around the base of his friend's feet. To his eyes it looked it had was slid off him, though there was no other indication of dirt or grime. It seemed to slide seamlessly off from the bottom of the other boy's shoes but he couldn't actually make out the bottom of the footwear. The mouse cub rubbed his eyes trying to figure out where it came from. He decided to ignore the issue for the time being.

The white mouse and began head towards the guest room. He looked back at the couch and waved in a beckoning motion to the other cub. When Wyatt finally got up did small drops of the mud dropping off his feet as he moved forward. He began to feel concerned for his friend who was seemed to have some unknown issue. The issue didn't seem to phase Wyatt who pushed on forward regardless of the issue that seemed to be plaguing him.

Once they were inside the room there seemed to be a lot of boxes around. Josh wasn't quite sure why there was so many of them around but assumed his uncle must have been moving stuff around. He thought about offering the older fur a helping hand since he lived alone. The boy decided to ask him when they had dinner later that night. Besides he was letting them stay there instead of having to go home on the other side of town.

Wyatt arrived right behind him with a smile on his face. He still looked rather tired, though he seemed better than earlier. The bigger cub wanted to rest as he felt rather lethargic. The day had been a long one and it was getting late.

"We can just chill here for the rest of the night. Maybe if you want we can help my uncle with his boxes?" Josh pointed to the various packages across the room.

Wyatt nodded. "Sure, let's see if he needs help."

Josh disappeared for a moment to talk to his uncle who confirmed the obvious. After receiving instructions on the ordeal he returned to his new home to begin helping his uncle pack.

The specifics were simple, to move the stuff into the different rooms of the home. Many boxes and storage bins were already littered across the lawn so all that needed to be done was read the labels and to put them in the appropriate room.

"Just get the stuff inside and whatever we don't get to today, we will work on tomorrow." The white mouse repeated the instructions for his friend.

Wyatt didn't want to upset his friend so he complied and began helping with the movement of boxes. He wasn't incredibly strong so he stuck to the smaller items but Josh didn't seem to mind as long as he was helping. It took about 2 hours but by dinner time they were able to empty the room of whatever boxes had been temporarily placed there. Besides hunger was getting to the boys. The uncle soon called them in for a meal and even included dessert as a reward for their hard work.

They all came together at the dinner table where a veritable feast had been prepared by the greymuzzle. The uncle had a huge smile as he was rather glad the chore had been complete. The smaller cub shared the story of his day, of course leaving out essential details his uncle didn't need to know. Wyatt maintained a mostly silent discernment as something was still bugging him. The oldest mouse taking notice, making sure that he drank more of the solution that he hoped would cure his situation.

Eventually, the three finished the meal. Afterward, they cleared the table together. They worked well as a team together and managed to squash the task in half the time they thought it would take them individually. Josh found that he rather enjoyed chores so long as he was doing them with the other boy. The uncle hugged the two of them before seeing them off to bed. It had been a long day and he knew they needed rest. As he tucked the brown mouse in he hoped that rest would restore his energy anew and began working on a new plan to make things permanent.

The two cubs had already made their way to the guest room. Josh felt dirty from the day of fun and headed right for the bathroom. Wyatt wasn't quite as eager to wash off just yet and found a chair to sit down and relax. He was still rather worn out from the long day and a strange sense of weakness still wracked his body. The brown mouse continued to watch the door closely as he heard the water be turned on.

Josh had stepped into the shower after stripping to his birthday suit. He rather enjoyed the feeling of warm water against his body. He stood there in front of the spout for a few seconds allowing the strong stream of water to beat against him. It relaxed his muscles and eased the tension of his body. After a minute of just standing there, he finally grabbed the soap and started to bathe himself. The suds on his body began to form and cover his form.

Before long steam began to seep out of the room. The sudden rise of visible vapor began appearing to Wyatt who was still staring at the open door. The brown mouse got up and slowly headed in the direction of the entrance into the bathroom. As he approached it he slowed down. The bigger cub leaned inward towards the wall and peeped his head past the edge of it. Gradually he moved his head so he could see into the room.

The inside of it was full of steam and it was rather thick. Wyatt couldn't see much but what he could see seemed to resemble a silhouette of a figure through the mist. It wasn't much of a sight and eventually, he grew curious. But even getting closer didn't reveal much. After standing there a few moments he suddenly heard the water stop. This caught him off guard and Wyatt quickly retracted himself back to the other room.

Josh removed himself from the shower and dried off. He was much more relaxed now and was just about ready for bed. He wondered if his friend might want a shower.

"Alright, Wyatt. Your turn." The white mouse placed a towel around his waist and gathered his stuff before leaving the bathroom.

The smaller cub appeared in the guest room several seconds later. When he did, his body shivered a bit as it tried to assimilate to room temperature once again. Wyatt watched him with interest. The bigger mouse could see the back of his behind as the other mouses thin tail swish back and forward.

Wyatt eventually snapped out of it and made a gradual move back towards the bathroom. He soon took a shower soon after but didn't take nearly as long as his friend did. He found he preferred cold water and didn't even bother to soap himself up. Instead, he poured the entire bottle of shampoo over his body. Wyatt rather liked the way it smelt and kicked the bottle off the side as he finished it. When he was done, he reappeared from the shower a dripping mess.

Wyatt was quite ignorant of the whole hygiene process. Josh giggled as the brown mouse emerged from the bathroom. The steam had dissipated several moments before since he had bathed in cold water. When he did, he was in naught but the oversized bathrobe that had been placed behind the door for guests. The long cotton fabric dragged against the floor as he walked. The dressing was much too large for him. He stumbled over a snag caught in a knot in the cloth as he walked, luckily he was able to catch himself.

Josh had to hold back a chuckle. The white mouse had already changed into his bedwear. His parents usually kept stuff there for him on the occasion he stayed there. It wasn't often but sometimes his parents couldn't find a sitter and there was no other choice. The smaller mouse threw the other cub some clothes he had gathered for him. The brown mouse caught it as it was tossed to him.

Wyatt began to strip in front of him without a second thought. Josh watched closely but was much too tired to act on any sense of primal urge he was feeling. The smaller mouse yawned and continued to stare at the other boy as if he was doing a striptease for him. It didn't take long for the bigger cub to change. The clothing was a tight fit but he was able to force it on his body since there wasn't that much of a size difference between the two of them.

Josh and Wyatt had begun to retire to bed. Both of them were tired which was made even more obvious by a subsequent yawn by the two of them. The guest room only had one bed but it was more than big enough for the two of them since it was king-sized. The smaller mouse was the first one to plop in bed. As he did the springs of the mattress made his body bounce against the surface. It wasn't incredibly high but noticeable nonetheless and led to his body twisting around to land on his back.

The bigger mouse followed soon after. He was much excitable about it and just allowed his body to slump downward. His body didn't bounce at all as it settled down and had a much more audible thud when his form hit the mattress. Josh placed his hand behind the other cubs back and coaxed him to turn around so that he wasn't laying down face first. Wyatt eventually understood what he was getting back and spun himself around.

The white mouse slid his hand from beneath his friend to on top of him. For a few moments, they just laid their idly without saying a word. Before long the older mouse popped his head into the room.

"Everything all squared away, you two?" The older mouse crept up to the bedside.

Josh nodded softly but made no audible sounds. He was quite comfortable sharing his body warmth with the other cub whose body was colder than his own. Regardless of that fact he was still rather comfortable.

Before long the uncle turned off the light and shut the door. Eventually, Josh placed his paw over the side of the bigger cub and hugged him softly. He wasn't quite close enough that their bodies were touching, though he easily smell the scent of the shampoo the other cub had used. The aroma was strong and overpowering. Slowly but surely sleep began to overtake his mind and once he closed his eyes, Josh's mind faded into dreamland.

Wyatt took much longer to fall asleep. He was tired but his body wasn't quite cooperating. The brown mouse was tempted to toss and turn but didn't want to wake the other cub. Instead of fussing about it, he decided to lay flat on his back and hope that slumber would eventually overtake him. After about an hour or so he grew bored of just laying there. His body had not shown any signs of passing out and the mouse wanted to get up.

Ever so slowly he guided his friends paw off his body. Once he was free of the restriction he gradually got up, looking back occasionally to make sure his friend was not roused. After confirming that he made his way to a window that looked out into the house's garden. Wyatt put himself squarely against the window and stared outside of it. He could see the moon looming outside on the horizon. It's yellow glare reflected against the glass pane of the window in front of him.

Suddenly he saw a small flicker of a red flash. It wasn't exactly consistent and each time it resonated the spot where it showed had moved from its last location. Wyatt continued to follow it with interest. Little by little the spot of red neared the window. A few moments later he heard a tapping at the glass, followed by the same red light that seemed to ram into the glass with each apparent sound.

Wyatt couldn't help but open the window. The flying light floated inside and gave a small source of light within the small room. The cub watched with interest as it hovered near him. Before long it began to take a form, still holding a red aura as it grew into a silhouette of a heart.

"Tell me what your heart desires..." The light flashed with each syllable made by the whispered words.

The mouse rubbed his eyes and pinched himself. He was sure he was imagining things but sure enough the crimson shade remained intact. It seemed to pulsate as if it was mimicking a heartbeat, still remaining very much visible in front of him. Wyatt reached out and the light bent around his hand. Suddenly the heart ran right through his chest. He felt a pain inside him like nothing he had experienced before. When he looked behind him the thing had disappeared.

A burning sensation filled his inside. He felt very lively and warm, especially in his midriff. Before long an unfamiliar feeling coursed through his veins. Something inside of him was thumping noticeably against his chest. He lifted up his shirt, sure that something was wrong. When he looked at his bare chest he saw a semblance of the same red light from moments ago. It still pulsated with each beat of the heart inside of him.

"I want...to be real." The cub muttered the words to himself in a whisper.

Upon finishing the sentence the light burned out inside of him. The warmth remained and so too did the feeling of the constant beating of his insides. He gripped his chest and the same thumping could be felt. Wyatt kept his touch there for several moments, the sensation remained. He yawned feeling very much tired now and ready for bed. As he looked back to the open window the moon gazed down upon him. Its crescent shape very much similar to the one of a grin.