Hildild hated the night and decided one night to make a sack to capture it. She spent an entire night trying all sorts of ways to capture it into the sack she created, until finally the sun comes up and it is day. However, she is too exhausted from staying up all night to enjoy the day. Ironic.
Ryan, C. D. 1971. Hildilid’s Night. New York; Macmillan.
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