Stella

Stella stood at the bottom of the rainbow mountains with her hands on her dress and a brave little smile. The morning was warm, and the big yellow sun painted everything gold. She had come to explore the patterned peaks, but when she looked up, she noticed something strange: the brightest path had disappeared behind a hill of blue and orange spots.

“Oh dear,” Stella said. “How will I find the way?”

Just then, a tiny sparkling breeze tickled the flowers at her feet. It swirled around her in a gentle loop, as if it wanted her to follow. Stella took one careful step, then another, listening to the whispery wind. Along the mountainside, she found shiny stones shaped like stars and circles, each one matching the patterns on the hills.

At the very top, Stella discovered the missing path—hidden by the curve of a colorful peak. She laughed with delight and held her head high. The view was wonderful: soft clouds, bright sky, and friendly mountains glowing in the sun.

Stella smiled. The best adventures, she learned, begin with curiosity and a kind heart. And when you keep going, even a puzzling path can lead to something beautiful.