The Whispering Oak

The old oak tree in the center of the village whispered secrets to those who dared to listen. One rainy night, young Clara leaned against its gnarled bark, her tears mixing with the rain, wishing for a way to find her missing cat. The tree groaned and released a single golden acorn, which glowed softly in her palm. Following its faint light, Clara wandered through the woods until she found her cat nestled beside an ancient stone. As dawn broke, the golden acorn vanished, leaving Clara to wonder if the tree had ever truly spoken—or if her heart had simply known where to look.