21st Dec 2024
Once, in a small village at the foot of big mountains, lived a girl named Lama. "Hello, who are you?" she called to a stranger. An old woman appeared with a wise smile. "I have come to find you, dear child!" Lama looked curious. "Me? Why?" she asked softly.
Lama took the woman's hand. "What must I do?" she wondered. They climbed high up secret paths, where the trees whispered. Finally, they reached a shiny stone in a hidden temple. "This is your choice, Lama. Will you be a guardian of the mountain?" Lama thought long and hard.
Lama took a deep breath and looked around. The mountain air was crisp, and the trees seemed to nod in gentle agreement. 'Yes, I will be a guardian,' she decided bravely, her heart full of wonder and hope. The old woman smiled warmly at her choice, 'Then the mountain's secrets are yours to keep, dear Lama.'
Suddenly, the shiny stone began to glow with a soft light, and tiny creatures of the forest gathered around them, chirping happily. They danced in a circle, celebrating Lama's new role. Lama giggled as butterflies tickled her nose, and the mountain seemed to hum a sweet, joyous tune just for her.
As they made their way back down, the old woman whispered, 'Remember, dear Lama, the mountain will always listen to you.' Lama nodded, holding the secret close to her heart. She knew she had found a special place to call her own, and with every step, she felt the mountain's promise of friendship and adventure.
