In a sunlit garden, magic threads float like ribbons in the air. Mina and Wren spot a shimmering golden thread drifting down between the flowers.
They both reach for it at once, but the thread zips away, tickling their fingertips before settling on Wren's outstretched palm.
The golden thread keeps slipping and tangling around their fingers. 'Here, let me help,' says Mina, gently pulling Wren's tangled hands free.
They try weaving the thread together, but it keeps unraveling. They pull in opposite directions until Mina lets go, giggling, and the thread drops neatly into Wren's lap.
They sit side by side, taking turns pulling the golden thread through loops. It glows brighter with every shared laugh.
The thread slowly transforms into a braided friendship bracelet, shimmering like captured sunlight in the warm garden light.
Mina slips the golden bracelet onto Wren's wrist. Wren wraps her arm around Mina's shoulders, and the bracelet glows soft and steady.
The two girls sit together in the garden, surrounded by floating ribbons of magic light, the golden bracelet glowing softly on one wrist.