In the center of the garden stood an enormous tree, its trunk twisted and gnarled with age. Carved into the trunk was a door, adorned with a sign that read: "The Dreamweaver's Treehouse." Janella's eyes widened with excitement as she approached the door and knocked three times.
The Mayor flew down. "Bunnyjanjan, you have saved the festival! How can we ever thank you?"
In the center of the garden stood an enormous tree, its trunk twisted and gnarled with age. Carved into the trunk was a door, adorned with a sign that read: "The Dreamweaver's Treehouse." Janella's eyes widened with excitement as she approached the door and knocked three times.
The Mayor flew down. "Bunnyjanjan, you have saved the festival! How can we ever thank you?"