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Zoey kneels beside her small bedroom dresser at night, moonlight and multicolored glow spill from an open Dream Drawer filled with luminous orbs; one firefly-shaped orb hovers above the drawer, beckoning, while Zoey smiles wide-eyed.
At bedtime, Zoey slid open her Dream Drawer of glowing orbs. 'Which dream tonight?' she whispered. A firefly orb winked. Luma buzzed, 'Follow my light.' Zoey stepped into twinkling woods.
Zoey stands ankle-deep at the edge of a shimmering puddle ocean outdoors in soft daylight; a coin-sized paper boat with a painted smiling face, saluting like a captain’s hat, leads her across gentle concentric ripples.
Next night, Zoey chose a sail-shaped orb. Splash, she stood by a puddle ocean. 'I’m Captain Ripple,' chirped a tiny paper boat. They navigated ripples patiently. Small waves felt friendly.
Above a pastel sunset sky, Zoey sits on a fluffy cloud swing, legs dangling, while a round puffball cloud with big eyes—its mouth mid-giggle—floats beside her; both exhale playful puffs that swirl in warm golden light.
Another evening, a fluffy orb giggled. Zoey floated onto cloud swings. Poff the Giggly Cloud puffed, 'Deep breath, then share a silly face.' They laughed and calmed wobbly worries together.
Inside a vast midnight-blue library floating among stars, Zoey stretches a hand toward crystal shelves stacked with softly glowing story cards; a small comet with shimmering glasses hovers nearby like a librarian, illuminating the scene with silvery starlight.
On the last night, a star card shimmered. Shelves of glowing stories whispered. 'I’m Miri, Star Librarian,' hummed a comet. Zoey saved memories: courage, patience, laughter. She closed drawer, smiling.
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