Lily and Max peeked into the woods.
“What’s that sound?” Lily asked, ears wide open.
Max whispered back, “The trees are talking!”
Whispers floated through the air like secrets.
The Whispering Woods was a special place.
Tall trees stood like soldiers in a row.
Leaves rustled in the gentle, warm breeze.
It was a world full of wonders and magic.
“I hear them too,” Max said, eyes big and bright.
“What do you think they’re saying?” Lily wondered.
“Let’s ask them!” Max said, stepping closer.
“Hello, dear trees,” Lily said with a smile.
The trees whispered softly, “Be kind, be brave!”
Lily giggled, “They’re telling us to be good!”
Max nodded, “Can we tell secrets too?”
“Yes,” the wind seemed to sing softly in reply.
Lily and Max danced around the whispering trees.
“We will be kind and brave!” they chanted.
The trees swayed, like they were smiling.
Lily and Max knew they’d visit often.
The end.