Maylee is a little girl witch. She is shy and small. She lives at the edge of a green jungle. She wears a small purple hat. She has a tiny wooden wand. She is an apprentice witch. She wants to help. She practices small spells every day. She waves her wand at a leaf. The leaf floats. She claps her hands. She giggles. She dreams of adventures.
One morning, Maylee hears a soft call. She hears a gentle voice. The voice says, “Please help me.” Maylee walks into the jungle. She sees tall trees. She sees bright flowers. She sees birds that sing. She feels safe.
Maylee sees sun rays. The sun peeks through leaves. Warm light filters down. She feels the sun on her face. She hears soft rustles. Small lizards run on branches. Tall ferns hide tiny flowers. Colorful birds flutter by. The jungle feels alive.
Soon, Maylee meets a living snowman. The snowman is made of snow. He has two round eyes of coal. He has a red scarf. He smiles. He says, “Hello, I am Snow. I need help.” Maylee is surprised. A snowman in the warm jungle! But Snow seems kind. Maylee nods and smiles.
Snow says, “My magic crystal is lost. I need it back. The Crystal Guardian took it. I miss my shiny crystal.” Maylee feels brave. She says, “I will help you find the crystal, Snow.” Snow claps and says, “Thank you!”
They walk together. They walk under big vines. They cross a small stream. They hold hands. Maylee whispers, “I feel happy.” Snow laughs, “Ho ho! Let us go.”
They pause by a green pool. They hear frogs that say, “Ribbit.” They see a red frog on a stone. Maylee smiles at the frog. Snow waves hello. The frog hops away. Maylee feels calm.
They climb over a mossy log. They follow a path of blue flowers. The flowers glow in the shade. Maylee says, “The jungle is magic.” Snow nods.
Soon, they reach a bright clearing. In the center stands the Crystal Guardian. The Guardian is tall. It is made of shining ice and rock. It glows like moonlight. It is serious. It guards a small blue crystal on a rock. The crystal glows softly. It is Snow’s magic crystal.
Snow steps forward and asks, “Oh Guardian, may I have my crystal back?” The Guardian looks at Snow. It tilts its head. It says, “You must show you are kind. You must solve my simple test.” Maylee says, “We will try.”
The Guardian says, “Tell me, what is the best gift you can give?” Maylee thinks. She looks at Snow. She says, “A friend’s smile. A kind heart.” Snow nods and smiles. He says, “Yes.” The Guardian smiles a little. It melts a bit. Then it gently hands the blue crystal to Snow. “You have shown care,” it says. It steps aside.
Snow jumps with joy. He hugs Maylee. He holds the crystal. It glows bright. Maylee feels warm. Snow says, “Thank you, Maylee.” Maylee says, “You’re welcome, Snow.”
They dance in the clearing. They clap their hands. They laugh under fireflies. They share a bright fruit. They watch the moon peep through leaves. It feels like a dream.
At the edge of the jungle, Snow stops. He hugs Maylee. He says, “This crystal is a gift to you. It will light your path.” He gives Maylee the crystal. It glows purple. Maylee holds it tight. She smiles.
Each morning, Maylee holds the crystal and smiles. She practices her small spells. The crystal shines in her room. She feels brave and happy. She dreams of more adventures. She knows that kindness and friendship are the true magic in the world.
Maylee goes home. She keeps the crystal beside her bed. At night, it glows softly. She is never alone. She is never afraid. She learned that a kind word can open hearts. She found a friend in Snow. And she found courage in her own heart. The end.