Luana knelt down, her fingers brushing aside the soft petals to reveal a gleaming golden pot half-buried in the earth. Her eyes widened with wonder as a gentle, mystical voice emanated from it.
"Hello, Luana," it greeted, the words echoing softly like a breeze through the trees.
Luana's heart raced with excitement. "Magic? Real magic?" she asked, her voice filled with awe. The pot shimmered in response, confirming her hopes.
"I wish for my garden to become the most beautiful and magical place in the world!" she declared, her imagination already painting visions of wonder.
Everywhere Luana looked, enchantment unfolded. Delicate vines wove themselves into elegant arches, and tiny lights danced like stars amid the foliage. Yet, a thought nagged at the back of her mind—was there more to this magic than appearances?
Luana beamed, eager to share her newfound wonder. "Look what the garden has become!" she exclaimed. Minha and Leão exchanged a glance, their amazement giving way to understanding.
"It's beautiful, Luana. But what makes it truly special is being here with you," Minha replied warmly.
Even in its brilliance, the garden left her with questions. "I wish for the magic to never end and for it to exist within all of us," she whispered, her heart full of hope. The pot glowed brightly, sending a cascade of light throughout the garden.
Luana smiled, turning to her friends. "This star is a reminder that the true magic is within us—our imagination and the love we share," she said, her voice filled with newfound wisdom.
Leão nodded, "Magic is not just what we see, but what we feel," he agreed, and together they watched the star, knowing that its light mirrored the magic within their hearts.
