Thumbelina short story

Once upon a time, in a cozy woodland, there lived a gentle mouse named Mrs. Fieldmouse. She was known far and wide for her warm hospitality and peaceful manners. As winter approached, a tiny girl named Thumbelina found herself lost in the cold.

Thumbelina, with hair like spun gold and eyes like twinkling stars, shivered in the frosty air. The winter winds whispered tales of Mrs. Fieldmouse’s kindness, guiding Thumbelina to her humble abode.

Mrs. Fieldmouse, with a heart as vast as the skies, welcomed Thumbelina into her home with open arms. “My dear, you are as delicate as a snowflake,” she cooed, wrapping Thumbelina in a blanket woven from kindness.

Under Mrs. Fieldmouse’s tender care, Thumbelina flourished. They shared stories by the crackling fire and danced to the tunes of the night. Thumbelina marveled at the wonders of the mouse’s world, from the whispered secrets of the forest to the twinkling stars above.

But as the frost melted and the flowers bloomed, Thumbelina felt a longing in her heart. She yearned to roam the meadows and chase the whispers of the wind once more.

With tears glistening like morning dew, Thumbelina bid farewell to Mrs. Fieldmouse, promising to return with the first snowfall. Mrs. Fieldmouse, with a smile as bright as the sun, hugged Thumbelina tightly. “Go, my dear, and follow the song of your heart,” she whispered.

And so, Thumbelina ventured into the world, carrying with her the warmth of Mrs. Fieldmouse’s love. Through fields of gold and rivers of silver, she danced, knowing that wherever she roamed, she would always carry the gentle spirit of Mrs. Fieldmouse within her heart.