In the heart of the Whispering Woods, the village of Glimmerdale had a problem. Every year, the villagers argued about which month of spring was the most important. They had divided into three factions: the April Admirers, the May Marvellers, and the March Loyalists.
Verna raised her hand, and the air shimmered. The villagers saw a vision: March, wild and muddy, prying open the frozen earth. April, soft and patient, coaxing each bud to unfurl. And May, radiant and generous, spreading a feast of color and scent. months in spring
Then the May Marvellers, with young Theo as their voice, shook their heads. “You’re both rushing. May is the month of full bloom—the strawberries, the warm sun, the meadows thick with clover. Without May, spring would be a promise never kept.” In the heart of the Whispering Woods, the