Pudlius ir mama ir Deividas ir miškų tinide

Previously

…“Alright,” he said, a shy smile finally gracing his lips. “I’ll come. If you think it’s alright.” A warmth spread through me, not just from the lingering mystery of the symbols, but from the unexpected companionship. The forest felt a little less vast, a little less daunting, with Deividas by our side. Mama’s gentle smile seemed to encompass us both. The path ahead was still uncertain, shrouded in the mystery of the whispering woods, but now, we would walk it together. The arrows on the bark seemed to beckon us forward, into the heart of the unknown.