Fizzle’s heart raced. The path was too narrow for the other fireflies to see the rabbit. It was up to him. Summoning all his courage, Fizzle fluttered in front of the rabbit and said, "Follow me. I’ll guide you."
Though his light was small, it glowed steadily, casting just enough brightness to light the rabbit’s way. Step by step, they made their way through the dark forest. Fizzle’s wings grew tired, but he didn’t stop. The little rabbit needed him.
Finally, they emerged into the meadow. The baby rabbit’s family rushed over, their faces lighting up with joy. "Thank you, little firefly," said the rabbit’s mother. "You saved her."
Fizzle’s glow flickered with pride. As the storm passed and the stars came out, Glow and the other fireflies gathered around him. "You see, Fizzle?" Glow said with a smile. "Even the smallest light can shine the brightest when it’s needed the most."
From that night on, Fizzle never doubted his light again. He might have been the littlest firefly, but his heart and courage made him shine brighter than ever before. And in the quiet meadow under the twinkling stars, Fizzle’s tiny glow became a beacon of hope for anyone lost in the dark.
