Dreaming Beneath the Rain
Nestled by the brook, a small girl with fox-like ears drifted into slumber. A broad leaf bent above her, shielding her from the falling rain, each drop sliding away in silver threads.
Her pillow was as white as a cloud, her dress soft as mist, and her breath rose and fell in quiet rhythm with the forest. Daisies leaned gently toward her, their petals kissed by droplets, as though keeping watch over her fragile dreams.
The rain sang softly upon leaf and stream, weaving a lullaby only the forest knew. And within that melody, she slept in perfect peace.
 
雨の下の夢
小川のそばに、狐の耳を持つ小さな少女が眠りに落ちていた。大きな葉がしなやかに傾き、降り注ぐ雨を遮り、雫は銀の糸のように滑り落ちていく。
枕は雲のように白く、ドレスは霞のように柔らかく、彼女の息遣いは森の静かな鼓動と重なっていた。雛菊たちは雫を受けながらそっと彼女に寄り添い、その儚い夢を見守っていた。
雨は葉や小川に優しく奏で、森だけが知る子守唄を紡いでいた。その調べの中で、彼女は完璧な安らぎの眠りについていた。