Willa’s Quiet Ring — Under the tall grass, Willa pushed her little cup beside her burrow and whispered, “One blue petal would make you perfect.” The meadow smelled like rain and mushrooms. Read the full story →
Under the tall grass, Willa pushed her little cup beside her burrow and whispered, “One blue petal would make you perfect.” The meadow smelled like rain and mushrooms. She hopped past daisies, cattails, and tickly weeds until her paws were muddy and her whiskers were full of seeds.
Then a soft hum rolled over the hill. A round traveler with a shiny ring floated low, blinking big bright eyes. One tiny island on its face looked bare. Willa held up her only blue petal. “For you,” she said, very softly, because secrets work best that way.
The petal stuck like a little sea-colored kiss. Willa went home with no petal, but her cup held three silver seeds that had fallen from the traveler’s ring. Next time you spot the bunny in the grass, keep the secret of the blue petal.
