Asal sits by the castle window, reading her favorite book aloud. The wind rustles the pages like tiny wings.
A small fox appears at the window. It taps the glass with its nose. 'Come in,' Asal whispers.
The fox pokes its head inside. Its tail wags—too fast! Books tumble.
It drops a shiny acorn in her lap. 'Here for you,' Asal says softly.
She shows him the book. He sniffs the pictures, then barks once—loud. The windows hum.
Under moonlight, she reads. He listens. A magic star leaps from the page.
He catches it on his tongue. It glows—like a lantern—then vanishes.
Asal closes the book. The fox curls beside her, warm and quiet. Together, they wait for dreams.
