6/30 Gem

Willard wasn't the brightest of his kin, but he was certainly the most ambitious. Tired of the monotonous life in the mines, he left in search of other riches. It did not take long for him to find one.
A brilliant, round, white gemstone, the size of his head or bigger, hung low in the night sky. Its majesty captivated him, but no matter how hard he tried, how high he jumped, he couldn't pluck it from its place above him. As day broke it hid behind the mountains, so Willard ambled on, eyes on the horizon, and his prize.