Luna pushed through the tall sunflowers and stopped. A tiny wooden door stood in the garden wall.
She crouched and peeked through the keyhole. Silver light swirled inside. Luna backed up and gave the door a gentle knock.
An orange tabby appeared from the rosebushes. Luna scratched behind its ears and whispered, 'Will you come with me?'
The cat stood on its hind legs and placed a paw on the doorknob, turning it slowly.
The door creaked open to reveal a garden made entirely of glowing mushrooms that pulsed like heartbeat lights.
Luna stepped through. The cat followed, its tail twitching. She touched a blue mushroom — it hummed softly.
A stained-glass butterfly landed on her finger, its wings clicking like tiny bells.
The cat batted at the butterfly and tumbled into a patch of giggling dandelions. Golden dust filled the air.
Luna giggled, breathing in the sweet smell of warm honey and wild mint.
Luna sat on the glowing grass. The cat curled up in her lap, purring like a tiny motor.
Luna touched the nearest mushroom again. It glowed brighter, painting the whole garden in warm golden light.
The silver light from the keyhole shimmered gently, as if the garden was smiling back at her.