Chapter 11
The Root's Path
Greg and his friends follow the glowing root from the garden into the Whispering Woods. They discover a tunnel beneath an old oak, where the root leads to an ancient door carved with forest symbols. After opening the door, they find a vast underground cavern where a single pale flower grows in the center, surrounded by a faint shadow. A low hum fills the air, and the root pulses, suggesting something is awakening.
The morning sun crept over Greg's garden, painting the dew-kissed petals in shades of gold and amber. The red flower stood tall near the old stump, its crimson glow now soft and steady. The shadow had vanished, leaving only a faint smell of damp earth. Greg stretched his striped arms and yawned. Beside him, Squeaky was already awake, chattering about the day ahead.
"Is everyone ready?" Greg asked, adjusting the pouch at his side. Inside, the daisy glowed faintly, a reminder of the light they carried.
Thumper hopped over, her ears twitching. "I packed some berries and a canteen of water. We might be gone a while."
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