How the world was found
Toto followed a lullaby through the trees until the forest turned deep emerald and he came to the oldest tree of all. His arms are strong, his trunk is wide, and when he sings, musical notes drift up through his leaves.
The Ancient Tree has been here since the beginning of time. He has heard every secret and every story. He told Toto that when you close your eyes beneath his leaves, you can go right back to the beginning too, and fill up your well.
So Toto lay down in the dappled green light with Glee the Gnome nearby, a grey mouse at his feet and a pink bird singing above, and he rested. Not because he was lazy, but because resting is how you grow.
“Children are told to hurry so often. I wanted one world where the bravest thing you can do is stop. The tree does not rush. He has been growing for ever and he is still growing. I hoped a child would lean against a real tree one day and feel that same patience holding them up.”
Jaany
Draft for Jaany to replace in her own words: how this world came about, and what she hoped it would give a child.


