Under the snow-draped branches of the winter forest, Andrea discovered a clearing bathed in golden light. She carried her lantern, though the magic of the moment made it unnecessary. Before her stood a stag crowned with noble antlers, its coat speckled with snow like stars against the twilight. A crimson cardinal fluttered gently onto her outstretched hand, its song a whisper against the hush of the woods. Nearby, a rabbit and a tiny mouse nestled together in the snow, as if they too had been called to witness this enchanted gathering. Magic often hides in the quiet wonder of moments like these, waiting patiently to be found.
