The night time had come and it was so dark. They had walked to the fields during the day, to see the majestic mountain, waiting for the magical tree to light up because of the magical insects.
"That's what we are looking for!" she said and ran towards the dark mountain.
"Wait!" he said and had no choice but to run after her. They had reached the tall and mighty tree.
"The oak tree..." she whispered after seeing the majestic tree before her, and millions of magical insects that made it glow. It is a beautiful yellow color, a spring of life.
"What a beautiful tree!" she said and almost teared up. Roro had stayed silent and observed them. He then got a container and grabbed a firefly and put it inside.
"Roro, no!" and tapped his hands. It was too late because the ground started shaking.
