
An ancient Banyan tree watches in wonder as a patient river reverses its flow for a single day, carrying the tree's falling leaves on a journey upstream. As evening falls, the river lets go of its current, gently drifting the leaves back to the Banyan's sheltering roots. The tree embraces its returned leaves, comforted by the promise that journeys always lead back home.
🎶by Nanu Rashida
Once upon a time, in a land of rolling hills and silver streams, there lived a curious little fox named Ember.