Ley Wendavik and the 3 Little Fairies by Werley Nortreus - HTML preview

Part 6

Even though I began constructing the treehouse on one of the branches of the Magical Tree in the afternoon, I did not complete it that same afternoon.

Ultimately, I finished the treehouse late in the evening. Indeed!

Late in the evening!

When I finally completed the treehouse, Bobo and I were filled with joy.

And to enable me to climb into the small treehouse, I constructed a ladder.

“Alright, Bobo.”

“It seems we have finished building the treehouse now!”

“What do you think?”

“Do you like it?” I asked Bobo.

In reply, Bobo shook his head instead. At that moment, I understood that Bobo thought the treehouse was impressive and visually appealing.

“Wow! What a lovely house we have built!”

“It's so wonderful, isn't it?”

“The treehouse is delightful! I absolutely love it!” I exclaimed. To respond once more, Bobo shook his head again. “At last, we have completed it!”

“We finished it in the evening! We did a fantastic job!” I remarked. Meanwhile, Bobo and I found ourselves alone in the heart of the forest late that evening, yet we felt no fear.

The refreshing breeze, the chirping of Birds, and the rustling of leaves combined to create a desire for life.

Additionally, the River appeared stunning, reflecting the beautiful Sky adorned with Celestial Bodies like the Moon and the Stars. “What a gorgeous night!” I spoke. I then ascended to the treehouse, turned on the lamp, and arranged a table, a chair, and art supplies alongside chalkboards so I could draw while Bobo rested on the grass in front of the ladder. From that point, Bobo and I had no option but to sleep there. Later that evening, I wished Bobo a wonderful night. “Goodnight, Bobo! See you in the morning!” I told my horse.