Title: The Singing Tree
In a small village, there was an old tree with shiny silver leaves. People called it the singing Tree because, once every hundred years, it would sing a beautiful song. Anyone who heard it could make one wish, but no one knew what made the tree sing.
A girl named Lila loved music more than anything. She played her wooden flute every day and dreamed of hearing the Singing Tree’s song. When she learned that a hundred years had passed since the last song, she decided she would figure out how to make the tree sing again.
Lila spent days sitting under the tree, playing her flute. Birds chirped, the wind blew through the leaves, but the tree stayed silent. One evening, an old storyteller saw her and smiled.
“The tree doesn’t sing for just anyone,” he said. “It sings when it hears music from the heart.”
Lila thought about what that meant. Instead of playing fancy songs, she played a simple tune, one that reminded her of home, laughter, and kindness. As she played, something magical happened. The silver leaves began to shake, and then a soft, beautiful melody rose into the air. The Wishing Tree was singing!
The villagers gathered, amazed by the tree’s song. Each person closed their eyes and made a wish. But Lila didn’t make a wish for herself. Instead, she wished that the tree could sing more often, not just every hundred years.
From that day on, whenever someone played music with love, the singing Tree sang along. And in that village, music and magic lived together forever.
By Kervy Delcy
The Lantern That Never Went Out
In the little town of Evernight, there was an old streetlamp in the town square that never went out. It had been glowing for as long as anyone could remember, burning bright even in the strongest storms. People whispered that it was magic, but no one knew why.
A boy named Theo loved stories about magic. He spent hours staring at the lantern, wondering what kept it shining. One evening, when a strong wind howled through the streets, he noticed something strange, the lantern flickered for the first time. Afraid it would go out forever, Theo decided to find out its secret before it was too late.
Theo asked the town’s elders, but they only shook their heads. He searched through old books in the library but found nothing. Just as he was about to give up, he met an old woman who sold candles at the market.
“The lantern stays lit because someone always believes in its light,” she said. “As long as someone trusts in its magic, it will never go out.”
Theo wasn’t sure if he believed her, but he couldn’t risk losing the lantern’s glow. That night, he sat beside it, whispering stories about hope, dreams, and courage. The flame inside danced, growing steadier with every word.
As the sun rose, the lantern shined as bright as ever. The villagers, who had begun to lose faith in its magic, were amazed.
From that day on, Theo visited the lantern every night, sharing stories and songs. And soon, others did too, children, travelers, and even the elders. The lantern never flickered again, because now, the whole town believed in its light.
And so, in Evernight, no matter how dark the world became, there was always a little bit of magic glowing in the town square.
By Kervy Delcy
The River of Stars
In a quiet village surrounded by mountains, there was a river unlike any other. At night, its waters shimmered like the night sky, glowing with tiny silver lights that drifted along the current. The villagers called it the River of Stars, and they believed that if you made a wish and placed a paper boat in the water, the river would carry your wish to the sky, where it would come true.
A girl named Mira loved the river more than anything. Every night, she sat by the shore, watching the glowing water and dreaming of adventure. But one evening, when she arrived at the river, she gasped, the lights in the water were fading. The river was losing its magic.
Mira ran to the village elders, but they only shook their heads. “The river has always shone on its own,” they said. “If the light is fading, there is nothing we can do.”
But Mira refused to believe that. She sat by the river, thinking about all the wishes it had carried, dreams of love, hope, and happiness. And then she remembered something her grandmother once said:
“Magic exists where there is wonder.”
Determined, Mira folded a tiny paper boat and wrote her own wish inside: May the river shine forever. She placed it in the water and sang a soft melody, a song of hope and light. As her voice floated over the water, something amazing happened. One by one, the silver lights returned, flickering softly at first, then glowing brighter than ever.
The villagers gathered, staring in awe as the river sparkled once more. They placed their own wishes into the water, and for the first time in years, they truly believed in the river’s magic again.
From that night on, Mira became the guardian of the River of Stars, reminding everyone that magic doesn’t disappear—it just needs someone to believe in it. And so, the river continued to glow, carrying wishes to the sky for generations to come.
By Kervy Delcy