Once upon a time, in a kingdom surrounded by soft white clouds, there lived a little prince named Leo. Leo has curly hair as bright as the sun, but what sets him apart is his curious big eyes.
One evening, as the sun slowly hid behind the mountains and the sky turned gentle violet, Leo discovered a sparkling little thing under the rose bushes in the Royal Garden.
Oh my! “A soft voice sounded,” Who stepped on my mushroom hat
Leo quickly tiptoed and gently moved his foot away. He lowered his head and saw a little elf as small as his thumb. The little elf was wearing a green oak leaf cloak and a small mushroom hat with a red background and white spots on its head, vigorously tapping the dust on its body.
Sorry, “Leo squatted down and whispered,” I didn’t see you. My name is Leo, what’s your name
The little elf lifted its head, its eyes shining like two sparkling black gemstones. She patted her wings – they were transparent like dragonflies, with a faint glow. My name is Pip, “she said.” I am the sleeping elf guarding this garden. My job is to ensure that every little flower and bug can have a sweet dream
Wow, “exclaimed Leo,” can you make me have a sweet dream too? I don’t want to dream about the horseback riding class I’m going to learn tomorrow tonight
Pip tilted his head for a moment, then took out a small seed from his pocket that was as transparent as a dewdrop. Of course! But this’ dream seed ‘needs something special to sprout
What do you need? “Leo asked curiously.
I need a warm hug and a gentle ‘goodnight’, “Pip blinked.
Leo laughed. He extended his finger and gently asked Pip to stand up. Then, he held Pip to his chest and gave her an incredibly gentle and warm embrace. Then, he lowered his head and said angrily to the little elf in his palm, “Goodnight, Pip
Something magical happened! Pip’s seed suddenly emitted a soft golden glow, like a small star. The light slowly dissipated and turned into a warm, lavender scented mist, gently enveloping Leo.
Now, “Pip yawned slightly, her voice sounding like the wind blowing through the leaves,” close your eyes, Leo. The seeds of your dreams will take you to a place full of marshmallow clouds and honey streams
Leo’s eyelids have really become very heavy. He felt like lying on the softest cloud, with Pip humming a lullaby without lyrics in his ear. The roses in the garden also seem to be asleep, with petals slightly closed.
Before his consciousness completely sank into dreamland, Leo thought to himself: It turns out that the sweetest dream is not riding a horse or a castle, but sharing a warm embrace with a new friend.
Goodnight… Pip… “he murmured, with a smile on his lips, sinking into an incredibly sweet dreamland emitting the scent of lavender.
And the little elf Pip, curled up under the rose petals, covered with her little mushroom hat, entered a quiet dreamland with the prince.
The entire garden, the entire kingdom, has fallen asleep.
Shh… Goodnight.
