Hello everyone, this is Ria with a quick note.

This is a full episode preview of a story featured on Little Stories for Sleep, an exclusive

bedtime podcast just for my Little Stories premium subscribers.

The episode I'm sharing with you today is part of a series I'm calling Wandering Sleep Stories.

These new stories are peaceful, calming, and perfect for that last track on a bedtime playlist.

On Little Stories for Sleep, Wandering Sleep Stories have no intro or outro. It's just the story

framed by soft music. Now, grab your weighted blanket, snuggle up, and fall asleep to this sweet

tale.

The ladybug did not have a name.

I will call her Vivian.

On a warm autumn day in the forest, Vivian spied, a delicious-looking aphid on a broad, verdant leaf attached to a stalwart plant that gleamed in the light.

As she'd done a thousand times before, she took the opportunity, landing on the sturdy green surface, and she had herself a snack.

That was all she meant to do, but there was something Vivian did not know about the plant.

And it was only after she finished her snack, when she attempted to fly away,

back the way she'd come that she discovered she was no longer in the forest at all.

The plant, as it happened, was inside a cottage. Vivian had flown through the frame of an open window, the screen of

which was being subjected to a thorough dusting in another room. The dusting did not take long,

and the screen was soon replaced.

When Vivian sought to leave,

she flew into the invisible wall of the screen,

and fell ungracefully, to the narrow ledge of the window.

Vivian rarely fell. She was not clumsy. She flew expertly, without exception.

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