The Little Miracle of the Whispering Forest

The Cheesecake Factory smelled of sweet soup. The barrels on the lawn sang silently, "MMM." There was a little Foxy eating in here. He was always in a hurry. Dumb ass! Faster, faster! Foxy wanted to see the Magic Star Flower coming out only at night. But the sun's still low. Oh! - cried Foxy and pushed on the sink of Pazenko. Paul passing very slowly: crawl over. - Where are you going, baby? - The flower doesn't like to rush. She will blossom when the time comes. Sit with me, wait for me.

Foxy decided to try to wait. But wait so hard! Little legs were tight. The needle trembled. - The Summit, the stained grass around. Paul's chair smiled and said, "Let's count the fireflies. One... two... three... Suddenly the sky closed a great gray cloud. It was totally dark. The first warm boat fell. Foxy got spooked by the dark and wanted to get home. The waiting has become a mess!

Foxy was deep in her nose. It smells like fresh grass and rain. He stayed sitting next to the snail. They would breathe in and out. And there was a miracle! The mark sailed further, and in the sky round like cheese, moon. Oh, look! The Magic Star Flower started slowly opening her petals. The Schelist! She lit a soft golden light and smelled sweet honey. - Focsi whisper and clap his palm. - How beautiful! Now he knew the most amazing magic comes to those who can wait patiently. Paul hugged Foxy, and they shared a flower together.