Taleweaver

Through stories, we whisper truths unknown, weaving threads that connect us to the world and ourselves.

Once upon a time, there was a girl who had a special routine. Every Saturday, she would leave the busy city and head to a quiet cave by the sea. It was her favorite place—a spot where the world seemed to slow down, leaving just the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks and the soft whisper of the breeze. The air smelled of salt and freedom, and there, in the cave, she found the perfect atmosphere to read her stories in peace.

She would sit down with her book and read aloud, her voice mixing with the sounds of the sea. It felt like the waves themselves were listening. One day, as she was getting lost in her story, something unusual happened. Through the rhythm of the waves and the wind, she heard a distant, powerful sound—like a song, deep and strong, cutting through the air.

Curious, she looked up and saw a whale in the distance, moving steadily toward the shore. It was massive, its presence commanding but peaceful, as if it had heard her voice from afar. She hesitated for a moment, but then, feeling an odd sense of calm, she continued to read.

The whale came closer, its song filling the air again. When it reached the entrance of the cave, it paused, making one final, soft sound. It was almost as if the whale was asking her to continue. Though the girl was a little frightened at first by this huge creature, something in the whale’s gentle presence reassured her.

So she read on. And the whale listened. Together, they sat there—her voice weaving stories into the air, the whale silently absorbing every word, the waves rolling in harmony, and the breeze carrying it all. From that day on, every Saturday became their meeting time. A girl, a whale, the sea, and a story.

Because stories have a quiet power—they can delight, they can teach, and they can connect, even the most unlikely of friends.

Thank You for stopping by. Have a storytelling day!

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2 thoughts on “Taleweaver

  1. Thankyou… this stopped me in my tracks after making some lovely soup…l was ready to start bustling around again…but read this and to a breathe ..

    regards Roni

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