The Hidden Garden
Mus’ab was a curious boy who loved exploring the woods behind his house. One afternoon, he followed a trail of silver butterflies deep into a part of the forest he had never seen before. Suddenly, the trees began to glow with a soft, purple light. [gasp] "Where am I?" he whispered. In the center of a clearing sat a tiny creature with skin like the night sky and wings made of shimmering leaves. The creature looked lonely. Mus’ab stepped forward slowly, not wanting to scare his new discovery. [chuckle] "Hello there, little friend. My name is Mus’ab. What is yours?"
A New Friend
The little creature chirped and did a tiny somersault in the air. "Anamy!" it squeaked. Mus’ab realized that Anamy was a star-sprite who had fallen from the sky. Anamy tried to fly back up, but his wings were too tired. [groan] He tumbled back down into the soft moss. Mus’ab reached out and caught him gently. "Don't worry, Anamy. I will help you get home," Mus’ab promised. They spent the afternoon sharing stories and snacks. [laugh] Anamy loved the taste of Mus’ab’s red apple so much that he started to glow bright pink!
The Mountain of Echoes
To get Anamy back to the sky, they had to climb the Mountain of Echoes. The path was steep and the wind whistled strange songs. Mus’ab’s legs were getting very tired. [sigh] "It's a long way up, isn't it?" he asked. Anamy flew onto Mus’ab’s shoulder and nuzzled his cheek to give him courage. They reached a high cliff where the clouds touched the ground. Mus’ab looked down at the world below and felt very brave. [gasp] "Look, Anamy! We are almost at the top of the world!"
A Starry Goodbye
At the very top, a bridge of pure starlight appeared. It was time for Anamy to go home. Mus’ab felt a little bit sad to see his friend leave. [sniff] "I will miss you, Anamy," he said softly. Anamy circled Mus’ab one last time, leaving a trail of glittery dust behind. The little sprite chirped a happy song and flew onto the bridge, turning back into a bright, twinkling star. Mus’ab watched until his friend was high in the sky. [chuckle] "Goodnight, Anamy," he whispered, knowing that every time he looked at the stars, his friend would be waving back.