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.

Rose looked at the door every minute or so,

as if at any second it might burst open,

and her sister might enter the cottage as she had done a thousand times before. But Blossom had only just moved with her family to a distant forest,

one with better trees and fresher air, rivers supposedly teeming with fish,

mountains apparently. She wouldn't be dropping by any time soon. Still, Rose kept looking

because of her sister did not materialize.

She'd have to do something she had not done before and did not wish to do.

Rose sighed. She turned her focus to the book in her lap. It was about a beaver who accidentally built his dam near a fox den, an intriguing premise and rather comical to Rose, as she herself was a fox. But there were pages and pages describing

the moonlight glinting off the river. She yawned and flipped ahead, only to find a lengthy

description of moss.

Rose glanced at the door.

Blossom did not come through it.

Rose sighed again,

and snapped the book shut.

I think I'm going to have to make that jam.

Rose grumbled as she ran out the door minutes later into the summer forest.

She was nearly halfway to the farm when she realized she'd forgotten her wagon.

She grumbled all the way back to the cottage, pulled the wagon out from under its resting spot beneath a bush, and set out.

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