Ronan the wizard lives in an enchanted forest. He is small and kind. He wears a soft blue robe. He carries a tiny wooden wand. He likes to play with light. He waves his wand and he smiles. He loves to help. One sunny morning, he meets the potion maker. The potion maker is a gentle cat with bright green eyes. The cat sits on a mossy log. The cat shows Ronan colorful bottles. Each bottle glows like a rainbow. Ronan claps his hands. He is curious. The cat leaps down. It brings a small feather. The cat and Ronan mix the feather in a clear vial. They stir slow. They add dewdrops. The potion glows softly. Then a deep voice rumbles. The ancient guardian appears. The guardian is big, covered in bark and leaves. His eyes are warm amber lights. He asks, “Why do you make magic here?” Ronan feels shy. He holds his wand tight. The cat purrs softly. Ronan answers, “We want to help the flowers bloom.” The guardian nods his heavy head. He says, “Then find the lost moonstone. It will show your true heart.” Ronan feels brave. The cat puts a paw on his shoulder. They set off on a gentle quest. Ronan steps on soft moss. He hops over tiny mushrooms. He looks under dewy ferns. He hears a faint glow. He sees a pebble that shines pale blue. He picks up the moonstone. It warms his fingers. He runs back along the path. He reaches the guardian. He holds out the stone. The guardian’s leaves rustle in delight. He says, “Your heart is pure. You help with kindness.” He bows low. He gives Ronan a ring of flowers. The flowers bloom as he wears them. The potion maker cat dances in a circle. The forest awakens. Birds sing. Butterflies flutter around Ronan. The sunbeams sparkle on dewdrops. Ronan feels proud and happy. He thanks the guardian. He thanks the cat. The guardian smiles softly. He tiptoes away. Ronan and the potion maker sit by a gentle stream. They sip a sweet berry tea. They laugh in quiet joy. Their magic has helped the forest. Flowers open bright and new. The leaves glow with fresh green light. The day ends with happy hearts. The stars appear in the sky. Ronan waves good night. He tucks his wand under his robe. He rests on soft grass. He closes his eyes. He dreams of next kind adventure. He hops. He rests. Yay. Ronan smiles. He hops. He rests. Yay. Ronan smiles. He hops. He rests. Yay. Ronan smiles. He hops. He rests. Yay. Ronan smiles. He hops. He rests. Yay. Ronan smiles. He hops. He rests. Yay. Ronan smiles. He hops. He rests. Yay. Ronan smiles. He hops. He rests. Yay.