The moon’s face was kind that night, and the wind’s breath was gentle, and the boy fell asleep. And all through the night his little boat sailed under the stars, across the great, salty sea.
When Isabelle opened her eyes, her bed was in the middle of a moonlit meadow. There was a unicorn standing a few steps away, with a sleek white coat and a pearly white horn on its head – just like the unicorn in her drawing.
“Ahoy there,” said the moon. “Are you ready to cast off?”
“Anchors away,” said Skye Taylor. And just like that, his little ship began to rise, through the air, out his window, and into the night sky.
When Tegan closes her eyes and listens carefully, she can hear butterflies fluttering, ants marching, even whales swimming in the sea. Then one night, she hears someone crying in the castle.
The Indigo Forest is full of sleepy woodland creatures, but tonight a little brown rabbit is waiting to lead you to his den for a special visit.