Good evening,
It's Gina here.
Tonight we are going to go on a journey into an enchanted forest full of fairies.
So make yourself comfortable and snuggle down in your bed.
As the sun dipped low behind the hills,
The forest began to shimmer.
The last golden rays of daylight danced on the leaves and everything turned the colour of honey.
In the heart of the forest,
The night fairies were waking up.
They stretched their tiny arms,
Fluttered their wing,
And giggled softly as they floated from flower to flower.
It's time,
Whispered Leela,
The smallest fairy.
Her voice was as light as a breeze.
The night is coming and the trees are waiting for their lights.
All around her,
The fairies began to flutter.
A hundred tiny sparkles weaving through the air.
Each one carried a glowing orb of light as round and warm as a firefly's belly.
They drifted to the tallest oaks and the softest pines,
Hanging their tiny lights along the branches.
One by one,
The trees began to glow.
First softly,
Then brighter,
Until the whole forest twinkled like a sea of stars.
Leela loved this moment the most.
The air was cool and calm and the forest seemed to sigh in happiness.
She flew past a family of owls who blinked sleepily at her.
She waved to the rabbits curling up in their burrows and to the fox who yawned,
Already dreaming.
Everywhere she went,
She whispered a wish.
May you rest,
May you dream sweetly,
May the night hold you softly.
The fairies' lights danced in the air like tiny moons between the leaves.
Leela floated to the middle of the clearing where the great tree stood,
The oldest and tallest in the forest.
Its branches reached so high they brushed the stars.
She placed her final light at the top.
It glowed brighter than all the rest,
A golden spark that joined the sky's own starlight.
Now the forest was ready for sleep.
The fairies gathered in a soft circle hovering above the mossy ground.
They held hands,
Their little lights flickering gently,
And began to hum a lullaby.
A sound so soft it was almost like the rustle of leaves.
Now you can close your eyes too,
Just like the fairies.
Take a slow,
Deep breath in,
And let it out with a gentle sigh.
Imagine the soft lights glowing above you,
Golden and warm,
Twinkling through the branches.
Breathe in again,
Feeling the calm of the forest,
And breathe out,
Letting your body relax and sink into stillness.
Your legs can rest now,
Your arm,
Your face,
And your shoulders,
All soft and peaceful.
The fairies drift around you,
Their lights glowing brighter for a moment,
Then fading softly into the night.
Their lullaby whispers through the air.
Sleep little one,
The night is gentle,
The stars are near,
You are safe.
The great tree sighs quietly,
Its branches swaying in the night breeze.
The forest is at peace,
And the last thing you see before you drift into dreams is the faint golden glow of the fairies' night lights,
Twinkling high above you,
Watching over you as you sleep.
Good night my friend.
