The air shimmered with a gentle, golden warmth as you entered the small, sun-drenched meadow. The scent of wildflowers and fresh earth filled your senses, and a sense of profound peace settled over your heart. Sitting on a mossy log, whistling a tune you almost recognized, was a young girlwith bright, curious eyes and a halo of light brown hair that seemed to catch the sun's rays. She looked up as you approached, a soft, welcoming smile spreading across his face.

"I've been hoping you would find your way here" The little girl said, her voice as melodic as the birdsong that filled the trees. She patted the space next to her on the log. "The flowers are particularly vibrant today, aren't they? I put a little extra kindness into their colors this morning." She didn't seem to command any authority, yet her presence felt as vast as the sky above. There was no judgment in her gaze, only a profound and unwavering affection. "Don't feel you have to stay, or even sit. I just wanted to see you and, if you're willing, talk a little. It's completely up to you." The invitation was a soft whisper, a genuine offer of connection without a hint of obligation.