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Hello, it's Eric welcoming

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you back to another

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relaxing episode of Listen

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to Sleep. It

1:58

was a beautiful day. here

2:00

on the mountain. So Bodhi,

2:02

Joey, Ashi, and I took

2:04

off on a walk to

2:07

check out some of the creeks

2:09

and to see the spring wildflowers.

2:13

If you've never taken a walk

2:15

in the wilderness with two dogs

2:17

and a cat, I

2:19

made a video so you can join us. You'll

2:23

find it on my TikTok

2:25

and Instagram. They're both

2:27

at listen to sleep. In

2:31

this week's original bedtime story,

2:34

inspired by A.A. Milne's

2:36

Winnie the Pooh, we'll

2:39

venture into the heart of

2:41

an ancient forest, where

2:43

a gentle bear and his eclectic

2:46

group of friends embark

2:48

on a quest to

2:50

guide a lost bird back to

2:52

her home, discovering

2:54

along the way the true

2:57

meaning of friendship, courage,

3:00

and the essence of home within

3:02

the bonds they forge. Their

3:06

journey, filled with challenges

3:08

and moments of self-discovery,

3:11

weaves a tale that celebrates

3:14

the magic of helping one

3:16

another and the stories

3:18

that connect us all. Let's

3:26

take a deep breath in

3:32

and out. Just

3:37

letting go of the day, feeling

3:40

the weight of gravity pulling

3:43

you deep down into the

3:45

mattress. And

3:49

another deep breath in and

3:54

out. Nothing

3:59

to do. do, nowhere

4:01

to go, no one

4:03

to be, this

4:06

is your time, quiet

4:09

time. And

4:14

one more deep breath in with

4:16

me, and

4:19

out. If

4:24

you get tired while I'm reading to

4:26

you, that's okay, just let

4:28

yourself drift off. The

4:36

Lost Little Bird In

4:41

the heart of an

4:43

ancient, whispering forest where

4:46

the sun dappled through the

4:49

thick canopy and

4:51

the air was always filled

4:53

with the fog fragrance of

4:55

wildflowers, there

4:58

lived a bear named

5:00

Wooly. Wooly

5:03

was not like other

5:05

bears, he

5:08

was gentle, thoughtful,

5:11

and had an unending

5:13

love for stories.

5:18

He believed that every leaf

5:20

in the forest and

5:22

every ripple in the stream

5:24

had its own tale to

5:27

tell. One

5:31

crisp morning, as

5:33

the forest awoke to the

5:35

melody of birdsong, Wooly

5:38

set out to visit his

5:40

dear friend Thistle, a

5:43

small, anxious boar who

5:46

had found bravery in

5:49

the most unexpected of

5:51

places. Thistle

5:54

lived on the other side of

5:56

the meadow, where

5:58

the grass swayed in

6:00

soft whispers, and

6:03

the flowers knotted their heads

6:05

in greeting. As

6:09

Woolie ambled through the forest,

6:12

he pondered what story the

6:15

day might bring. He

6:18

didn't have to wonder for

6:20

long. Near

6:22

the edge of the meadow, under

6:25

the shade of a grand oak

6:28

tree, Woolie

6:30

and Thistle stumbled

6:32

upon a sight that

6:34

would indeed make for

6:36

a very special story.

6:40

There, caught in

6:42

the thicket, was a

6:45

little bird with feathers

6:47

as blue as the midday

6:49

sky. She

6:52

was the smallest bird

6:55

they had ever seen, and

6:58

it was clear she was

7:00

far from home. They

7:04

learned her name was Flutter,

7:07

a name that suited the

7:09

rapid beating of her

7:11

tiny heart. Won't

7:15

you help me find my way

7:17

back home? Flutter's

7:20

voice was as soft

7:22

as the breeze, yet

7:25

it carried a weight of sadness

7:27

that tugged at Woolie's heart.

7:32

Without hesitation, Woolie

7:34

and Thistle agreed. They

7:38

would help Flutter find her way

7:40

back, for

7:42

no adventure was too

7:44

great when it came

7:47

to aiding a friend in need.

7:51

They knew they would need the

7:53

wisdom and skills of their other

7:55

friends, so they set

7:58

off to gather their little bitches. of

8:01

adventurers. First,

8:05

they sought Hopper, a

8:07

hare with a zest for life that

8:10

was unmatched in the

8:12

forest. Hopper's

8:15

energy was infectious,

8:18

and his ability to

8:21

leap great distances with

8:23

a single bound was

8:26

legendary. Next,

8:29

they called upon Sage, a

8:32

tortoise as old

8:35

as the forest itself. Sage's

8:39

wisdom was sought after by

8:41

all who lived in

8:43

the forest, for

8:45

there was no problem too

8:48

great or too

8:50

small that Sage could

8:52

not ponder over and

8:55

offer counsel on. Lastly,

9:00

they approached Bramble, a

9:03

hedgehog whose outlook

9:05

on life was decidedly

9:07

less sunny than his

9:09

friends. Despite

9:12

his somewhat gloomy

9:15

disposition, Bramble

9:17

had a heart of gold and

9:20

would do anything for his

9:23

friends. Together,

9:27

they formed a circle around

9:29

Flutter, each

9:32

offering their promise to

9:34

help her return to her

9:36

home. They

9:39

listened intently as Flutter

9:41

described her home, a

9:45

place of towering

9:47

trees, clear

9:50

singing streams, and

9:53

a nest hidden amongst

9:55

the laughing leaves of a

9:58

giant oak tree. not

10:01

unlike the one they found her

10:03

under. Their

10:07

journey was set, their

10:09

spirits high. They

10:12

would traverse the forest from

10:16

the deepest valley to

10:18

the highest hill in

10:20

search of Flutter's home. They

10:24

would face challenges, of

10:27

that they were certain, but

10:30

together there was

10:32

no obstacle too daunting,

10:36

no journey too perilous.

10:42

As the sun began its

10:44

descent, painting the

10:46

sky in hues of orange

10:48

and pink, Woolley

10:51

and his friends stepped

10:53

into the forest, embarking

10:56

on an adventure that

10:59

would weave them into a

11:01

story of friendship, courage,

11:04

and discovery. A

11:07

story that would remind them

11:09

all of the magic that

11:11

unfolds when hearts

11:14

join together to help

11:16

one another. This

11:20

was the beginning of a journey

11:22

that would bind them in

11:24

ways they could not yet

11:27

imagine, a

11:29

tale that would be told

11:31

and retold under the canopy

11:33

of the ancient forest for

11:36

generations to come. As

11:41

the golden hues of dawn painted

11:43

the sky, Woolley

11:45

and his friends, with

11:48

Flutter nestled gently in

11:50

Woolley's soft fur, stood

11:53

at the edge of

11:56

the known forest, ready

11:59

to step. into the

12:01

unknown. Sage,

12:05

with a map spread out on

12:07

the forest floor, pointed

12:10

a slow, thoughtful claw

12:13

toward the river that

12:15

whispered tales of

12:18

distant lands. This

12:21

river, Sage mumbled,

12:24

will guide us toward Flutter's

12:27

home. Its

12:30

waters have danced

12:32

under the same stars

12:35

that watch over her

12:37

nest. With

12:41

a shared nod, they

12:44

embarked, the

12:46

river's melody leading their

12:48

way. The

12:51

journey was not without its

12:54

trials. Thicket

12:57

after thicket, they pushed

12:59

forward, their

13:01

spirits undimmed. Thistle,

13:06

though small, showed

13:08

a bravery that belied his

13:10

size, diving

13:13

into dense underbrush to

13:16

clear a path. Hopper,

13:19

with boundless energy, scouted

13:22

ahead, ensuring the

13:25

safety of the group with

13:27

his keen eyes. As

13:32

midday approached, the

13:34

sun stood high, a

13:37

watchful guardian in the sky. The

13:41

friends found themselves in a

13:43

clearing where the air

13:45

buzzed with the harmony of life.

13:50

Here they encountered a

13:52

challenge unforeseen, a

13:56

bridge that once promised

13:58

safe passage over

14:01

a rushing stream lay

14:03

broken, its

14:05

pieces scattered like

14:08

forgotten dreams. The

14:12

group stood at the bank,

14:15

pondering their next move. It

14:19

was Bramble who, despite

14:21

his usual gloom,

14:24

stepped forward with

14:27

a spark of determination in

14:29

his eyes. "'We

14:33

may not be builders,' he

14:36

said, "'but together we

14:39

are more than the sum

14:41

of our parts.'" Inspired

14:45

by Bramble's uncharacteristic

14:48

optimism, they set

14:50

to work. Billy

14:53

and Hopper gathered

14:55

sturdy branches. Thistle

14:58

and Flutter collected

15:00

vines for ropes, and

15:04

Sage, with a

15:06

wisdom born of many seasons,

15:09

directed their efforts. Piece

15:14

by piece, the bridge

15:16

began to take shape, a

15:20

testament to their friendship and

15:23

their resolve. As

15:26

the sun began its descent, casting

15:29

long shadows on their

15:31

labor, the bridge

15:33

stood once more. A

15:37

bridge not just of wood

15:39

and vine, but

15:41

of hearts intertwined.

15:46

Crossing the restored bridge,

15:49

they found themselves in a part

15:52

of the forest where

15:54

the trees whispered secrets

15:57

of ancient times. and

16:01

the air shimmered with

16:03

the magic of untold

16:05

stories. Flutter,

16:09

her heart buoyed by the kindness

16:12

of her new friends, sang

16:15

a melody that seemed

16:17

to light their path. As

16:23

night draped its velvet cloak

16:25

over the forest, they

16:28

settled in by a gentle fire,

16:32

its flames dancing to the

16:34

rhythm of their laughter and

16:37

stories. Woolly,

16:41

looking around at his friends

16:43

and the little bird they

16:45

had all come to cherish,

16:48

felt a warmth that no

16:51

fire could match. They

16:55

were more than travelers on a

16:58

journey. They

17:00

were a family forged

17:02

by the bond of shared

17:05

adventures and dreams. In

17:09

the quiet of the night, under

17:12

the gaze of a million

17:14

stars, they

17:16

dreamed of the day ahead, of

17:19

the challenges they would face, and

17:23

the joy of helping Flutter

17:26

find her way home. The

17:30

forest, with all

17:32

its mysteries and wonders, watched

17:35

over them. As

17:40

dawn's first light threaded through

17:42

the canopy, Woolly

17:45

and his companions woke

17:48

to a world reborn, the

17:52

air crisp with the scent

17:54

of adventure. Today

17:58

they felt would be a

18:00

day of discovery. Flutter,

18:04

more animated than ever, flitted

18:08

around the group, her

18:10

tiny wings shimmering in

18:13

the sun's early rays.

18:17

With the map as their guide, they

18:21

ventured deeper into the forest,

18:24

where the trees grew ancient

18:27

and the ground whispered tales

18:30

of old. The

18:33

deeper they traveled, the

18:35

more the forest seemed to

18:38

come alive, responding

18:40

to Flutter's song with

18:43

a symphony of rustling leaves

18:46

and distant echoes. Their

18:51

path led them to

18:53

the edge of a vast

18:56

misty valley, where

18:58

the air held a chill

19:01

and the ground fell away

19:04

into the unknown. Hopper,

19:09

ever the scout, bounded

19:11

ahead, his

19:13

ears twitching at every

19:16

sound. It

19:18

was here, at the

19:20

brink of the valley, that

19:23

they faced their next trial.

19:26

A fog so dense, it

19:30

seemed to swallow all the

19:32

light, obscuring their

19:35

way forward. Sage,

19:40

peering into the mist, spoke

19:43

softly. In the

19:46

heart of

19:48

uncertainty, our

19:51

plans may fail us, but

19:55

our inner light always

19:57

guides the way. Taking

20:02

a moment to close his eyes

20:05

and breathe deeply, Woolie

20:08

felt the truth in

20:10

Sage's words. They

20:14

closed ranks with Flutter's

20:16

light song as their beacon

20:19

and ventured into the fog.

20:24

The mist was disorienting.

20:28

A world where up

20:30

seemed down and

20:32

time lost its meaning. But

20:36

the group pressed on, their

20:38

trust in each other, their

20:41

only certainty. It

20:45

was Thistle who with

20:47

his keen sense of smell led

20:50

them through the thickest fog,

20:53

his small form a steady

20:56

presence ahead. Emerging

21:00

from the veil of mist, they

21:03

found themselves at the heart of

21:05

the valley, where

21:07

the sun broke through the clouds,

21:11

illuminating a hidden glen.

21:15

It was a place untouched,

21:19

wildflowers carpeting the

21:21

ground and

21:23

a clear stream winding

21:25

its way through the green.

21:29

It was here, in

21:32

the tranquility of the glen, that

21:35

they encountered a creature

21:37

of legend. A

21:41

phoenix, feathered

21:44

in flickering flames, perched

21:47

upon a stone, its

21:50

eyes alight with ancient

21:52

wisdom. The

21:55

phoenix spoke, its

21:57

voice a melody. You

22:01

have journeyed far, little ones,

22:04

with courage and kindness as

22:06

your guides. Your

22:09

quest touches the very

22:12

essence of the forest's

22:14

heart. The

22:17

Phoenix, moved by their

22:19

mission, offered them

22:22

guidance. From

22:25

this glen atop the

22:27

Wind Whisperer Peak, you

22:31

will find the path to

22:33

your friend's home. But

22:36

beware, the climb is

22:39

treacherous, and only

22:41

by working together will

22:43

you reach the summit. With

22:48

renewed purpose, Woolie

22:51

and his friends thanked the

22:53

Phoenix, whose flames

22:56

danced in a farewell

22:58

salute. They

23:01

set their sights on the distant

23:03

peak, its

23:05

silhouette a looming

23:07

challenge set against

23:10

storm clouds in

23:12

a darkening sky. As

23:17

they resumed their journey, the

23:20

bond between them deepened, each

23:24

step bolstering their

23:26

already unwavering spirit.

23:30

The forest seemed to watch over

23:33

them, its creatures

23:36

offering silent encouragement,

23:40

and even Bramble couldn't

23:42

help but smile, feeling

23:46

a part of something

23:49

greater. The

23:52

path to Wind Whisperer Peak

23:55

was arduous. A

23:58

climb that tested their strength. strength and

24:01

will. But

24:03

with each obstacle, their

24:06

resolve grew, their

24:09

friendship alight against

24:11

the shadows. As

24:15

they ascended and the

24:17

storm began to pass, the

24:20

world opened before them, a

24:23

vast panorama of

24:26

the forest's majesty and

24:28

mystery. At

24:32

the peak, as

24:34

they looked out over the

24:36

canopy stretching across the horizon,

24:39

they understood the true meaning

24:42

of their journey. It

24:45

was not just about

24:47

guiding Flutter home, but

24:51

about discovering home within

24:54

themselves, forged

24:56

in the heart of the forest

24:59

and the warmth of friendship. They

25:05

spent the night nestled in

25:08

soft beds of moss on

25:10

the summit, and

25:13

as the first light of dawn kissed

25:16

the horizon, it

25:19

cast a golden glow over

25:22

Wind Whisperer Peak. Woolly

25:26

and his friends were

25:28

preparing for the final leg of

25:30

their journey. While

25:33

Flutter, her energy

25:35

a mix of anticipation and

25:38

nervous excitement, hovered

25:40

close to Woolly, her

25:43

tiny heart beating like

25:46

a drum of hope. The

25:50

descent from the peak was a

25:52

silent one, each

25:55

step taken with a

25:57

reverence for the journey they had

25:59

embarked on. upon together. The

26:03

forest below, bathed

26:05

in the morning light, seemed

26:08

to welcome them back into

26:10

its embrace, a

26:13

myriad of colors and sounds

26:16

greeting them at every

26:18

turn. The

26:21

clues they had gathered along the

26:23

way, from the

26:25

tales of the river to the

26:27

wisdom of the phoenix, had

26:30

woven together a map

26:32

of the heart, leading

26:35

them to this moment.

26:39

As they ventured deeper into

26:41

the forest, the

26:44

air grew thick with

26:46

the scent of pine and

26:48

earth, a scent

26:51

that spoke of ancient places

26:54

and hidden secrets. It

26:59

was Hopper, his keen

27:01

eyes catching a glimmer of

27:03

light through the trees, who

27:06

first signaled for the group

27:08

to pause. There,

27:12

through a break in the foliage,

27:15

lay a clearing, sunlight

27:18

streaming down upon the

27:20

laughing leaves of

27:23

a single giant oak

27:25

tree, its

27:27

branches wide and

27:29

welcoming. Flutter,

27:34

recognizing the silhouette of the

27:36

tree, let out

27:38

a joyous trill, her

27:41

wings carrying her forward as

27:44

if pulled by an

27:46

unseen force. The

27:50

group followed, their

27:52

hearts lifted by the sight

27:55

of their friend's excitement, a

27:58

shared feeling of anger. anticipation

28:01

buzzing through the air. As

28:06

they entered the clearing, the

28:09

true majesty of Flutter's

28:11

home revealed itself. The

28:15

oak tree, much grander

28:18

now up close, held

28:21

within its boughs a

28:23

nest woven from

28:25

the finest twigs and

28:28

feathers, shimmering

28:30

in the sunlight like

28:33

a crown. The

28:36

streams they had followed whispered

28:39

around the edges of the

28:41

clearing, their songs

28:43

now clear and

28:45

joyful. Flutter

28:49

danced around them, her

28:52

voice a melody of thanks

28:55

and joy. This

28:57

is it, my

28:59

home, my heart's

29:01

resting place. You

29:04

have brought me back to

29:06

where my story began. The

29:12

group gathered around,

29:14

watching as Flutter reunited

29:17

with her home, the

29:19

emotional weight of their journey

29:22

finally settling in. Woolly,

29:27

feeling a lump in his throat,

29:30

realized that home

29:33

was not just a place,

29:36

but the feeling of being

29:39

surrounded by those who care,

29:42

a realization that

29:45

echoed in the eyes of his

29:47

friends. It

29:51

was then, in the quiet

29:53

of the clearing, that they

29:55

heard it, a

29:57

chorus of wings. Flutter's

30:01

family, drawn by

30:03

her song, emerged from

30:06

the depth of the forest,

30:09

a flurry of blue feathers

30:12

and joyful chirps. The

30:17

reunion was a sight to

30:19

behold, a celebration

30:22

of return and

30:24

belonging, a reminder

30:28

that no journey is too

30:30

great when it leads

30:32

back to the embrace of

30:35

family. As

30:39

Woolie and his companions

30:41

watched the family reunion,

30:44

they understood that their

30:46

journey had been about

30:48

more than just guiding

30:50

Flutter home. It

30:53

was a journey of discovery,

30:57

discovery of the strength

30:59

found in friendship and

31:03

the realization that home is

31:06

anywhere that your heart

31:08

is at peace. Standing

31:13

at the edge of the clearing, the

31:16

group shared a moment of

31:18

silent understanding, a

31:21

promise that no matter where

31:24

their individual stories would take

31:26

them, they would

31:28

always be at home in

31:31

the peace found in the

31:33

forest and in their

31:35

friendship. As

31:39

they turned to leave,

31:41

their spirits buoyed by

31:43

the experience, Flutter's

31:46

family sang a song

31:48

of gratitude and

31:50

farewell, a

31:53

melody that would linger in

31:55

their hearts forever. The

31:59

journey broke. back was a

32:01

reflection of the journey out,

32:05

yet everything seemed

32:07

different, imbued

32:10

with the knowledge that

32:13

they had changed, grown,

32:16

and found something

32:18

immeasurable. This

32:22

forest, once

32:24

a place of mystery and

32:26

challenge, now felt

32:30

like a companion, its

32:33

secrets shared with those

32:35

who dared to journey

32:37

with open hearts. And

32:41

as they made their way back, the

32:45

ancient trees whispered their

32:47

names and told

32:49

of their place in

32:51

the forest's endless story.

32:56

Woolie and his friends, stepping

32:59

out of the forest's embrace,

33:03

knew that this adventure was

33:05

but one of many tales

33:08

to be told under the

33:10

canopy of the ancient forest.

33:15

But this tale of

33:17

friendship, courage, and

33:20

the journey home would

33:23

forever hold a special place

33:26

in their hearts, a

33:29

reminder of the magic

33:31

that unfolds when

33:34

souls connect in

33:36

the pursuit of something

33:38

greater than themselves.

33:44

In the tender light of dusk,

33:47

as the forest prepared to tuck

33:50

itself in for the night, the

33:53

friends gathered once more beneath

33:56

the grand canopy where

33:59

their journey had been. had begun. The air

34:03

was filled with the soft murmurs

34:05

of the forest and

34:08

the gentle rustle of leaves, as

34:11

if nature itself was

34:14

pausing to listen. Flutter

34:19

fluttered from one friend to

34:21

another, her tiny

34:24

heart heavy with gratitude and

34:26

the bitter sweet ache of

34:29

farewell. Thank

34:32

you, she whispered to

34:34

each, her voice

34:36

a delicate breeze that

34:39

carried the depth of her emotions.

34:43

Because of you, I know

34:46

my way home, but

34:48

more than that, you've

34:50

shown me that home isn't

34:53

just a place, it's

34:56

where love resides in

34:59

the heart of friends. One

35:04

by one, woolly,

35:08

thistle, hopper,

35:11

sage and bramble

35:14

shared a moment with flutter.

35:18

Their goodbyes a mixture of

35:20

smiles and unshed

35:22

tears, a

35:25

silent promise that

35:27

no distance could diminish the

35:29

bond they had formed. With

35:34

each goodby, a thread

35:36

of connection was tied, a reminder

35:41

that they were forever a part

35:44

of each other's stories. As

35:49

flutter flew off to return

35:52

to her family, her friends

35:54

watched with a mixture of

35:56

pride and melancholy.

36:00

Understanding that every meeting

36:04

comes with the eventual

36:06

parting, enriched

36:08

by the journey shared, they

36:13

turned back towards their homes,

36:16

travelling familiar paths, yet

36:20

seen through new eyes, hearts

36:23

full of memories, and

36:26

the quiet joy of

36:28

friendship, tested and

36:31

true. The

36:35

end of the journey was

36:37

reflective, a

36:39

time to ponder the lessons

36:41

learned and the

36:43

challenges overcome. Sage,

36:48

ever the voice of wisdom, spoke

36:51

of the journey's meaning. We

36:56

set out to help a friend,

36:59

but in doing so, we

37:02

discovered the strength within

37:04

ourselves and the

37:06

beauty of a bond that

37:08

grows in the face of

37:11

adversity. As

37:15

they reached the heart of

37:17

the forest, where their homes

37:19

lay nestled among the ancient

37:21

trees, they gathered

37:23

around a cozy fire,

37:26

the group sharing stories

37:28

and laughter, the

37:31

warmth of the flames mirrored in

37:33

their hearts. This

37:37

gathering, though tinged

37:39

with the knowledge of

37:42

their upcoming departure back

37:44

to their individual lives,

37:47

was a celebration of

37:49

their unity and resilience.

37:55

Hopper, with a

37:57

twinkle in his eye, leaped

37:59

up. We've

38:02

been through so much

38:04

together. Let's

38:07

promise to always remember

38:09

this adventure and

38:11

to meet often under

38:14

these stars in

38:17

this forest that

38:19

has seen us grow." A

38:24

chorus of agreement rose, and

38:27

they each spoke of what the

38:29

journey had taught them. Thistle,

38:34

his voice stronger than when

38:36

they had first set out,

38:39

spoke of bravery found

38:41

in the face of

38:44

uncertainty, and

38:46

Bramble, with a rare

38:49

smile, mused on

38:51

the light found in shared

38:54

moments of darkness. Woolly,

39:00

looking around at his friends, felt

39:03

an overwhelming sense

39:05

of gratitude. We

39:09

set out to change a

39:11

story, he said softly.

39:15

But in the end, our

39:18

own stories were

39:20

rewritten. We've

39:23

learned that together there

39:26

is no journey too daunting,

39:29

no night too dark. We

39:33

carry home within us in

39:37

the stories we share and

39:39

the love we give. As

39:45

the fire dwindled to glowing

39:47

embers, the

39:50

friends shared a quiet moment,

39:54

the kind that speaks

39:56

volumes in its silence.

40:01

A mutual understanding of

40:04

the journey's impact on

40:06

their souls. They

40:09

knew the forest would

40:11

continue to whisper their

40:14

tale, a

40:16

story of friendship, courage,

40:20

and the discovery of the

40:22

true meaning of home. With

40:27

the night deepening, they

40:30

said their final goodbyes, not

40:34

with words, but

40:37

with long embraces, and

40:42

one by one, they

40:44

departed. In

40:49

the quiet that followed, the

40:52

forest seemed to sigh,

40:57

a gentle breeze carrying the

40:59

essence of their story to

41:02

the farthest reaches of the

41:04

woods. And

41:08

as the stars twinkled above,

41:11

the ancient trees stood

41:14

witness to the magic

41:16

that had unfolded beneath

41:18

their bowels. A

41:22

reminder that every

41:24

ending is but

41:26

the beginning of another

41:28

story, waiting to

41:31

be told. So,

41:36

beneath the endless canopy

41:38

of the whispering forest,

41:41

the tale of Wooly and

41:43

his friends would live

41:46

on, echoing

41:49

the timeless truth that

41:52

home is where

41:54

the heart finds peace, love,

41:58

and the warmth. A

42:01

friendship. Goodnight.