13th Apr 2025
In a quiet, dark forest lived Luna, a little owl. The trees were tall and shadowed, and the sky was still. Luna often sighed, looking around. "I wish for a brighter place!" she cried. Some rabbits hopped by, giggling at her thoughts. "You're crazy, Luna! This forest is good enough!" they said. But Luna longed for more. She dreamed of a sunny forest where shadows would be chased away by golden light.
One day, Luna turned to her best friend, Hoppy, a small rabbit. "Don't you ever want to see a better place?" Luna asked. Hoppy shook his head, his ears drooping. “The forest is fine the way it is,” he said, munching on a carrot. Luna felt sad. Why couldn't they see her dreams, her wishes for a bright forest? She fluttered her wings, gazing up at the sky, hoping for a change.
That night, while the stars twinkled above, Luna decided to talk to Mr. Wisebeak, the old owl. "Mr. Wisebeak," she asked, "have you ever seen a bright forest?" Mr. Wisebeak chuckled softly, his feathers rustling in the gentle breeze. "Oh, Luna," he said kindly, "the forest shines brighter when you open your heart to it." Luna tilted her head, pondering his words as the moonlit glow washed over her.
The next morning, Luna woke up with a flutter of hope in her chest. As she stretched her wings, she noticed the sunlight peeking through the leaves, painting golden dapples on the forest floor. "Maybe the bright forest is here," she thought, "if only I look closely." She twirled happily, her heart feeling lighter. Luna realized that dreams can change how you see the world around you.
With a twinkle in her eye, Luna flew to find Hoppy. "Look, Hoppy!" she chirped excitedly. "The forest is brighter today!" Hoppy blinked, looking around. "Oh, I see it now," he said with a smile, his ears perking up. Together, they scampered and soared, playing in the sunlit patches, as the forest seemed to glow brighter than ever before.
