My Mothers Wise Words

AURORA’S POV — DREAM-REALM WITH Mom (PART 2)

Belle stepped back a little, and the forest responded as if obeying a Queen. 

A soft gust of wind circled her ankles, carrying glowing petals across the mossy ground. The trees’ leaves shimmered brighter. The air warmed.

She lifted one hand.

The fores...

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