The Bloom of a Tiny Heart
In the centre of a sun-drenched meadow lived Flora, a girl whose hair was a tumbling waterfall of lavender wisteria and cherry blossom pink petals. Finding a cozy nest tucked in a low branch, she cradled a tiny robin whose chest glowed like a vibrant tangerine.
As Flora leaned in to press a soft kiss against its cinnamon-coloured feathers, the air around them ignited with magic. Tiny ruby-red hearts drifted upward like confetti, mingling with pearlescent bubbles that shimmered with the glow of a hidden rainbow. The robin let out a joyful chirp of sapphire notes, and Flora’s flowering hair released a puff of golden pollen that smelled of pure happiness. It was a moment of perfect, bubbly love.
