Gentle, calming tales perfect for winding down before sleep.
Once upon a time, in the sleepy seaside town of Penang, there lived a curious 12-year-old named Eddy. He had wild chestnut hair that never quite stayed brushed, a pair of mismatched socks (on purpose), and a head full of dreams about places he’d never seen. Eddy loved adventure stories—tales of daring pirates, brave explorers, and magical lands hidden just beyond the horizon. But real adventures...
Whiskers the cat lounged lazily on the sun-drenched windowsill, his fur catching the warm rays like a cozy blanket. The world outside was alive with the sounds of chirping birds and rustling leaves, but all he could think about was the delicious fish-flavored treat tucked away in his human’s pantry. His eyelids drooped as he drifted between wakefulness and sleep.
In the heart of the Whispering Woods, where the trees stood tall like sentinels watching over secrets untold, there lived a dragon named Dada. He was not your typical dragon; his scales shimmered with a soft lavender hue, and his eyes sparkled like dew-kissed grass in the morning sun. Dada was known for two things: his insatiable curiosity and his penchant for bedtime stories. Every evening, as...
One twinkling night, when the moon hung low and round, Eddy and his sister JieJi lay wide awake in their cozy beds. The walls of their room were painted with stars that glimmered softly in the dark, creating a magical atmosphere that seemed to hum with possibilities. “Eddy,” JieJi whispered, her voice barely above a breath. “Do you think we could ever visit the stars?” Eddy’s eyes sparkled with...
