Zee yawned while slowly dozing off in his mushroom chair, legs crisscross and his staff on his lap.

“Mmm… a nap doesn’t sound so bad.”

He talked to himself with closed eyes.

“But no, I can’t. Gotta… work.”

Zee cooed to himself while trying to open his eyes with the little yellow orbs of wishes poking at his head.

“Yes, yes I’m awake- who’s there?”

the boy jumped at rustling in the leaves of the willow tree.