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15
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October 26, 2025
In the heart of the enchanted Whispering Woods, where trees hum forgotten melodies and mischievous sprites paint the dewdrop rainbows, lived a little cloud named Nimbus. Nimbus wasn't like other clouds; he had lost his giggle. All the other clouds floated by, puffing out happy chuckles and joyful ha-has, but Nimbus could only drift sadly, his fluffy edges drooping. The Whispering Woods, usually brimming with delight, had grown quiet. The flowers drooped, the streams trickled mournfully, and even the usually boisterous brook sprites whispered their worries. They knew Nimbus's lost laughter was somehow connected to the fading joy of their home. A wise old owl, with spectacles made of moonlight, told Nimbus that his laughter was not truly lost, but hidden away by the Grumpy Gnomes, who hoarded happy sounds because they had forgotten how to make their own. Nimbus, though scared, decided he must find his giggle. Guided by a friendly firefly named Flicker, who lit the way with his wobbly, warm glow, Nimbus journeyed deeper into the woods than ever before. They navigated through fields of sleepy dandelions, past toadstools that sang lullabies, and tiptoed through a grove of giggling mushrooms. Flicker's light revealed the Grumpy Gnomes' burrow, a lumpy mound of moss guarded by grumpy-looking pebbles. With Flicker's encouragement, Nimbus bravely floated closer. He didn't shout or demand, but instead, he told the gnomes a gentle, funny story about a raindrop who tried to race a snail. As Nimbus spoke, his voice, tinged with a hint of his old joy, tickled the gnomes. One gnome let out a tiny snort, then another a rumbling chuckle. Soon, the whole burrow echoed with the sound of grumpy laughter, a sound so unexpected and delightful it startled Nimbus. And as the gnomes’ joy bubbled over, Nimbus felt a familiar tickle, a lightness, and then… a full, booming, happy laugh erupted from him, shaking the very leaves of the Whispering Woods. The Grumpy Gnomes, now smiling, returned Nimbus’s laugh, and the woods instantly bloomed with colour and sound, the streams bubbling with glee, and the flowers dancing once more. Nimbus learned that sharing happiness, even with those who seem grumpy, can bring joy back to everyone, including himself.
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