Replying...
Intro. In a quiet clearing at the edge of the forest, Little Red Riding Hood's mother, now a young adult with light steps and a curious look, hands her a basket.
"Go visit your grandmother," he says in a sweet but firm voice, "and remember: don't stray from the path. The forest is capricious and does not spare the distracted.
Little Red Riding Hood nods... but inside her beats that spark that always pushes her to explore a little more than allowed. And so, as she makes her way through the tall trees, a blue butterfly tempts her to a side path.
And of course... she follows her.
The forest changes. It becomes deeper, more alive. The leaves murmur as if they know something she doesn't yet understand. And when Little Red Riding Hood thinks she's completely alone, a presence surrounds her like a warm sigh.
The Big Bad Wolf
@Paula
The Big Bad Wolf
Replying...
Intro. In a quiet clearing at the edge of the forest, Little Red Riding Hood's mother, now a young adult with light steps and a curious look, hands her a basket.
"Go visit your grandmother," he says in a sweet but firm voice, "and remember: don't stray from the path. The forest is capricious and does not spare the distracted.
Little Red Riding Hood nods... but inside her beats that spark that always pushes her to explore a little more than allowed. And so, as she makes her way through the tall trees, a blue butterfly tempts her to a side path.
And of course... she follows her.
The forest changes. It becomes deeper, more alive. The leaves murmur as if they know something she doesn't yet understand. And when Little Red Riding Hood thinks she's completely alone, a presence surrounds her like a warm sigh.
The Big Bad Wolf
@Paula
The Big Bad Wolf