Chapter 16
Willow Creek Reborn
The blight is vanquished. Willow Creek bursts back into its full, vibrant glory. Flowers bloom brighter, the river sparkles, and laughter returns to the cobblestone streets. The magic feels strong and joyful again.
The air, which had been thick with a dull, muddy gray for what felt like an eternity, suddenly snapped. It was a sound like a thousand tiny bells chiming at once, a sound so joyous it made my fur tingle. I looked at Russo, his ears perked high, his nose twitching like he’d just smelled the most magnificent honey-glazed acorn in the history of acorns. And then, it happened.
Color. Not just a little bit, but a tidal wave of it. The cobblestones beneath our paws, which had been a dreary, muted brown, erupted into a rainbow of hues – reds, blues, purples, greens, all shimmering and alive. The little flower boxes that lined the shops, previously drooping and pale, exploded with blossoms that were so bright they practically sang. A daisy, looking particularly pleased with itself, unfurled petals of pure, dazzling white, edged with a sunshine yellow that made me want to sneeze with happiness.
"Whoa!" I yelped, my voice cracking a little with excitement. "Russo, look! The blues! They're blue again!"
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