Far up in the indigo sky, where the stars gather like glowing lanterns, the Evening Breeze awoke. It was light, cool, and sweet, smelling of night-blooming jasmine and rain.
Every evening, when the sun bowed to the moon, the Evening Breeze began its quiet journey around the world, saying goodnight to everything below.
Whoosh, swirl, whisper.
First, the breeze floated down over tall, sleeping mountains. It brushed softly against the pine needles and rustled the leaves of ancient oak trees.
"Sleep well, quiet peaks," whispered the breeze.
The mountains stood still and strong, wrapped in their cozy blankets of twilight mist.
Next, the breeze glided over a wide, silvery ocean. It rocked the dark waves gently—up and down, up and down—turning the sea into a gigantic cradling bed for sleeping whales and tiny glowing fish.
"Rest now, deep water," whispered the breeze.
The ocean hummed a low, endless song in return—shhh, ahhh, shhh, ahhh.
The breeze traveled across green rolling hills and quiet valleys. It blew gently through farmyards where sleepy horses rested in wooden barns and sheep nestled close together in soft woolly huddles.
It swept through bustling towns and quiet villages, slipping through open windows and carrying the scent of lavender into cozy bedrooms.
It touched the soft curtains of a little girl's window, making them dance like white ribbons in the dark. It stroked the cheek of a tired little boy, comforting him with a cool, gentle kiss.
"Goodnight, little dreamers," whispered the breeze. "The world is safe. The stars are watching. It is time to sleep."
All around the world, children closed their heavy eyes, feeling the gentle touch of the breeze and listening to its sweet, quiet lullaby.
Having traveled across mountains, oceans, fields, and homes, the Evening Breeze grew soft and tired. Its long journey was complete.
It curled up high in the branches of a grand old willow tree, tucked its wind-wings close, and settled down into stillness.
The world was quiet. The moon was bright. Everything was at peace.
Goodnight, mountains. Goodnight, sea. Goodnight, world.
