Long ago, in a small village nestled beside a whispering forest, lived a young girl named Lily.
Lily loved the quiet moments before bedtime. She would sit by the window, watching the sun dip below the hills, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple.
Every night, before she drifted off to sleep, her grandmother would tell her stories of the past. Stories of brave knights and clever inventors, and often stories about the most important part of the day: sleep.
One night, Grandma shared a story about a wise old king who traveled across the land, learning about different ways people slept. He found some people slept under the stars, others wrapped in soft furs. Others napped under shady trees.
Each night, the king would visit a different village to learn more about sleep, and how it made different people feel. He learned about the importance of a comfortable bed, a soft blanket, and a peaceful mind.
He realized that even kings and queens needed to sleep. They needed sleep to be strong and wise, just like everyone else.
Lily listened intently, her eyes shining. She realized that sleep wasn't just about closing her eyes and forgetting; it was about rest and peace.
As the sun set that night, Lily felt a deep sense of gratitude. She appreciated the warmth of her bed, the softness of her blanket, and the peaceful feeling of knowing that the wise old king had learned from many others.
She closed her eyes, and in her mind's eye she saw the many kinds of sleeping arrangements around the world.
Lily imagined the king, traveling from village to village, discovering new ways to create comfort and rest in everyone's sleep routines.
And as she drifted off to sleep, she knew sleep was important, not just for herself, but for the whole world.
That night, Lily dreamt of warm blankets, cozy beds, and the wise old king who traveled the world, always learning something new.
From that night on, Lily always appreciated the time before bed. She knew that a good night’s sleep made the whole day feel better, and that it was a gift.