story starter:
Amy loved this place. It’s where she came when she wanted to dream.
Sitting in the comforting tangle of roots beneath the silver tree, Amy let her thoughts drift. It was so peaceful here: the dell was bathed in a milky light that leaked through the canopy above. The only sound that could be heard was the relaxing trickle of the stream that waltzed its way through this labyrinth of serenity.
A barn owl, perching on a nearby, ivy-covered tree, ruffled it’s hazelnut brown feathers, gazing at Amy with it’s wide, round eyes.
Butterflies danced gracefully through the hazy air, enjoying the dell as much as Amy did, if not more.
Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours. It felt as if she was caught in a dream, a blissfully happy dream.
Then, to the little girl in the dell’s surprise, the owl spoke…
story: “why are you here?’’ the owl said. “i need a owl friend.’’amy answered. “why’’The owl said surprised “i am very lonely’’ amy said.
