Soft pixel clouds puff up from the tablet, whoooosh, like gentle steam from hot cocoa. They swirl around Harper’s floating path, slow and calm, glowing with sleepy blues and purples.
The block carries Harper right through the mist. Swish. Cloud-cubes drift past Harper’s shoulders and knees, tickling like warm feathers. Each cloud makes a tiny, cozy sound—ping… ping… like faraway chimes in the dark.
Harper reaches out and taps one. It squishes, then bounces back into shape, drifting away. The bedroom is now a soft blur below, safe and quiet. Ahead, the tablet’s square horizon opens wider, showing a peaceful Minecraft sky. Harper’s voice is just a whisper: “This feels… kinda nice.” The path glides on, steady as a lullaby.
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