Random Short Story

I was told there were rabbits on the moon. I wondered if it was true. As I stared up at the pale disc in the sky, I failed to see any rabbits. There seemed to be nothing there. Just a shiny source of white light in the night.

"What are you staring so intensely at?" The voice drew my attention away. It was soft like a whisper, but it also held a sound reminding me of a wind chime. I turned to stare at a woman with silky black hair. It was done up in a large bun, the excess hair flowing out from the center of it. Her clothes had gold embroidery on them. The sleeves were so long that they nearly covered her hands. Her pants were high waist and flowed out like a bloomed tulip. Her eyes were a warm color that seem to draw me in.
"I'm trying to see if the tale about rabbits on the moon is true." I take a small step away from her. I didn't know her, so a bit a caution is always good. Though, she does seem like a nice woman.
A short giggle escapes her mouth before she rushes her hand above her mouth to silence herself. "Isn't it said that the rabbits are making candy of some sort up there?"
I nod. Of course it was. Everyone knew that.
"It's sweet that you believe a tale told to amuse children," she murmurs, "Though I've sad to say I've never seen rabbits up there myself. But then again, we only see one side of the moon from here."
"That's why I'm looking. Why tell a child that in the first place?"
"Hmm..." she shrugged, "To encourage imagination maybe?"
I stare back at the moon. Maybe that was it. "Maybe you're right." I turn back to address her after a few silent moments only to find her gone.