2024-07-13
14 分钟Hello everyone, this is Rhea with a quick note.
This is a full episode preview of a story featured on Little Stories for Sleep,
a bedtime podcast just for Little Stories premium subscribers.
The episode I'm sharing with you today is part of a series I'm calling Wandering Sleep Stories.
These new stories are peaceful, calming, and perfect for that last track on a bedtime playlist.
On Little Stories for Sleep, Wandering Sleep Stories have no intro or outro, it's just the story framed by soft music.
So grab your weighted blanket, snuggle up, and fall asleep.
To this sweet tale, enjoy.
In the depths of a dense forest, under the cover of a fallen tree,
in a burrow, below the forest floor, the Fisher Mouse twitches awake.
His mind catches the tale of a disappearing dream, and he tries to reel it back in.
To take stock of it, maybe write it down in the leather notebook he keeps,
but it slips away, lost, like a fish, broken free from a hook.
He knows it is gone, there is no use wishing it will return to him.
He rises from his bed, and shuffles across his burrow.
It's small in there, barely able to fit his bed of feathers, his wash bucket, the arm chair where he does his reading.
There are no windows, but he learned long ago the scent of coming rain,
the vibrations of a storm, the whistles of a harsh wind.
Now he puts his nose to the air, and tunes his ears to listen.
Hmm.