A little hedgehog named Pebble hears a meadow ticking like a tiny clock. Every step makes the sound grow louder, softer, or disappear. The dream is just Pebble and the ticking, nothing else.
A gentle hedgehog who hears the meadow ticking like a tiny clock.
His prickles rise and fall with the sound of the ticking.
Your blanket curled into a soft hill — and the dream began. Pebble the hedgehog walked on four quiet paws. The grass was warm like toast. The meadow ticked, tick tick tick. Shhh... listen... Can you hear it too? Pebble stepped on a dandelion. The meadow ticked, tick tick tick. The sound was bright like raindrops. Pebble stepped on a clover. The meadow ticked, tick tick tick. The sound was soft like moss. Pebble sat down. The ticking stopped. Pebble stood up. The meadow ticked, tick tick tick. Pebble curled into a ball. The ticking wrapped around him like a song. His prickles rose and fell with the sound. Tick tick tick. Tick tick. Tick. Pebble closed his eyes. The meadow was quiet. The dream was quiet. The world was quiet. And the dream slowly... slowly... faded away.
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