With trust, everything is possible: your courage, your way!

With trust, anything is possible in the Neflental

In the Neflental valley, everything was preparing for the longest night of the year. The frosty night had arrived. Hoarfrost glistened on the bare branches everywhere and even the air felt crystal clear. The periwinkle fern meadows lay under a blanket of silver-white. Between the giant bracken ferns, the houses of Periwinkle shone like little stars in the mist. Only now and again could a shadow be seen flitting through the snow.

Rosa Periwinkle knelt on the roof terrace of John Periwinkle's house and looked out over the glittering lake of the Flossians. Countless stars twinkled in the sky, so bright that they bathed the snow-covered peaks in a mysterious midnight blue. A distant, spherical ringing of bells sounded from the depths of the valley and reminded Rosa why she couldn't sleep on the frosty night.

Every year on this night, the shining starlight appeared over the crystal lake. The old people said that only the brave who followed their hearts would see the magical light. Rosa felt that she had to find her own way that night. But a faint doubt nagged at her: "Will I really make it?" she thought, wrapping her jacket tighter around her.

In the stillness of the frosty night, Rosa heard the crackling of the snow. Suddenly the wind rushed through the fern meadows and made the eagle ferns dance. Every snow crystal on the ground glowed for a moment. Rosa stood up and felt her courage grow - like a spark that pierced the darkness.

Without hesitation, she trudged through the snow, past the shimmering houses of the Evergreens. Every step felt as light as a feather, even though the frost crunched under her feet. The air was filled with anticipation. Rosa didn't know exactly where her path would end, but she trusted the stories that were told in the fern meadows of Periwinkle.

Rosa stopped at the edge of the crystal lake. The water shone in smoky grey and silver-white, as if the moon itself had touched it. The snowflakes that fell on the surface left behind small, shining memories. Each one reminded her of brave decisions and kind gestures of winters past. That gave her courage.

Suddenly, a small wave emerged from the water, as if the lake itself had signalled to her. Rosa heard the bell ringing more clearly. She took a deep breath and called out softly: "I trust my heart. I will find my way." At that moment, a silver ray broke through the clouds and was reflected in the crystal lake. The light was warmer and stronger than anything Rosa had ever seen.

Rosa placed her hand on a particularly large bracken fern. She felt the power of Periwinkle's fern meadows, which carried her through all her doubts. She knew now: With trust, anything is possible. Her courage grew, and with every breath she took, the path became clearer. Even if she couldn't see the future, she realised: The first step always begins with a spark of trust.

Slowly, she made her way home. Each step left small imprints in the glistening blanket of snow. The light remained as hope in her heart. As Rosa stood on the roof terrace again, she knew that everyone who has the courage to trust will find their own bright path through the Neflental - no matter how dark and cold the frosty night is.

What do we learn from this?

In Neflental, every frosty night shows that even if the path seems difficult, courage and trust grow with every step. If you listen to your heart, a whole new path opens up for you. With trust, anything really is possible!

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