Aira and the Wind’s Thanks

In a small green village, there lived a quiet girl named Aira. She loved sitting

on the hill every evening, talking to the wind. People said the wind never answers.

But Aira believed it listened. One day, the wind stopped coming.

The trees stood still. The sky felt heavy. Aira climbed the hill and whispered,

“Are you tired of us?” Suddenly, a small glowing leaf floated down.

It moved… like it was breathing. The leaf turned into a tiny wind spirit — shy and

trembling. It said, “I got weak because no one noticed me anymore.”

Aira smiled and held out her hand. “I always noticed.” She ran through the fields,