A warm welcome to season two of this fantasy sleep saga,
Where you are the main character.
Throughout this bedtime story series,
You will spend autumn and winter in the rolling hills of your homeland,
Celebrating all of the festivities.
You will also delve into the deep dwarven kingdoms,
Embark on another adventure with the wizard and the ranger,
And visit an enchanted little village that is hidden away from the rest of the world.
Here,
There is magic,
Wonder,
And mystery waiting around every corner.
But first,
Let us take a moment to relax.
We will do a short,
Guided breathing pattern called 3-4-5.
This will allow you to slow down and relax,
Preparing your body and your mind for a wonderful,
Peaceful rest.
When you are ready,
Breathe in through the nose for three,
Hold for four,
And breathe out for five.
Let all of it go now,
Again that's in for three,
Hold for four,
And release,
Blowing away the thoughts of yesterday,
Today,
And tomorrow,
Again in for three.
Continue to breathe in this way in your own time,
And with each breath out,
Allow your body to sink just that bit deeper,
And gradually allow the breath to fall back into a natural rhythm.
Enjoy this new peace flowing through your body.
And now,
Let us continue our fantasy sleep saga,
And enjoy Season 2,
Episode 6,
A Cozy Autumn Night.
And,
Gradually now,
The party field comes back into view,
And all of the pumpkins are pulsing with a beautiful orange glow.
And there,
Sitting atop a single pedestal,
High above the rest,
Is the winner.
You cannot believe it,
It is your pumpkin.
You did it,
You really did it.
The entire crowd cheers as you and Samwise share a happy dance of victory.
Even your dwarven king has come to celebrate with you.
Before you know it,
You and Sam are hoisted into the air and paraded through the field.
You celebrate with a lap of victory,
And you are completely engrossed in this world of magic.
The whole crowd is behind you now,
Celebrating with you,
For after all,
This isn't really about winning and losing.
This is a festival of friendship,
A celebration of your enchanted home and of all the people who live here.
You realize just how lucky you are to call this land your home.
You are blessed to live among such kind-hearted folk who above all else are simply friends.
You look to your trusty halfling and share a smile.
Your stout-hearted Sam has always been there for you,
And over the crowd,
He whispers in your ear that he always will be.
In the next moment,
You feel yourself begin to gently lift from the crowd and float a little bit higher above the party field.
You are leaving behind the hustle and bustle now,
And with Samwise floating by your side,
You take a moment to simply enjoy the wonderful view of your home,
Illuminated with the festive lights.
Each of the houses has a golden lantern over the door,
And somehow,
Under the light of the moon,
The hills seem to glow with an even deeper emerald.
It is a paradise of peace,
And it is your home.
You are floating in a state of total tranquility,
Guarded by the magic of your wizard and the magic of the Shire.
And now,
Bit by bit,
You feel yourself floating gently back down to the ground,
Only now you are no longer in the party field.
You find yourself landing on the soft grass of your garden outside your front door.
You turn to find your lovely wizard and the dwarven king smiling down at you.
They congratulate you on a very successful competition.
Without hesitation,
You throw yourself into the arms of your wizard,
Thanking him for all of his beautiful magic.
With a happy chuckle,
He reminds you that a life without magic is really no fun at all.
You shake hands with your new friend,
The Dwarven King,
And he tells you that they must be off now,
For there is business to do at the Lonely Mountain.
With a smile,
He reminds you that you are not to leave it too long before your visit.
You nod happily,
Bidding a fond farewell to your two friends,
And with that,
You watch the wizard and the dwarf set off together back down the track lane and towards the wizard's carriage,
Ready for an adventure of their own.
You turn to Sam with a tired smile and you invite him in for a nightcap.
He places a hand on your shoulder and nods his head sleepily.
In the next moment,
Your eyes flick to your garden table and you smile at the adorable sight of your little companion,
The red squirrel,
Fast asleep with a tiny seed in their arms.
You lift them into your hand and they stir slightly,
Offering a gentle sniff of your fingers before curling up tight in your palm.
You smile at your lovely friend and place them carefully in your pocket.
You open the front door at last,
And after one final look across the enchanted shire,
You step inside,
Followed by your trusty Samwise.
You are met by the eternal warmth of your fire and you breathe a sigh of relief.
After a long,
Busy day,
There is nothing that you want more than to sit in your armchair by the fire and enjoy a nice cup of enchanted elven tea before drifting off to sleep.
Samwise shuffles into the kitchen and fills the kettle,
Insisting that you relax now,
And he will prepare the tea.
You wander over to your favorite armchair,
Where a soft blanket waits for you.
Slowly now,
You sit yourself down,
Pull the blanket over you,
And remove your little red squirrel from your pocket.
You place them carefully on your lap and stroke their tiny head as they sleep peacefully.
The warmth of the fire lulls you into a deeper state of peace,
And you feel your body and your mind become heavier,
Heavier,
And heavier.
You hear footsteps approach as Samwise returns,
Carrying a mug of elven tea,
Warmed to the perfect drinking temperature.
He hands you your mug before lighting the candles,
And finally,
He sits down himself,
Letting out a deep,
Satisfied sigh.
You sit in a peaceful silence now,
With your beloved friend,
Sipping on your tea and enjoying these wonderful sensations rippling through your body.
Gradually,
You are met by the pitter-patter of rain on the window,
And the faint crack of thunder.
It seems you came home at the perfect time.
Being inside your cozy house,
Listening to the sound of rain and the distant thunder,
And bathing in the warmth of your fire brings you to a deep state of comfort.
You feel completely safe and protected here,
And you allow all of these sounds to wash over you.
The candles flicker gently,
And the flames are hypnotic to watch.
You feel your eyes becoming just that bit heavier,
And each blink is getting longer and longer.
In the corner,
You watch Sam rummage in his rucksack,
Before pulling out a small,
Leather-bound book.
He flips it open and begins to jot down his memories of the day,
Reminiscing on his wonderful adventure with you.
And now,
You feel yourself entering a state of complete serenity.
The rain patters away,
And the thunder rolls in the distance.
The big log fire warms your entire body and soothes your tired muscles.
You feel a new softness washing over you as you sink deeper and deeper into your comfy armchair.
The lovely Samwise scribbles away,
And that faint sound only adds to the perfect atmosphere.
Your little companion rests peacefully on your knee,
And the only thing left to do now is just relax.
You give yourself final permission to let go of everything.
Bit by bit,
You are getting closer to the magic of sleep.
A wonderful world of dreams and starlight awaits you,
And when you wake in the morning,
You will be refreshed,
Renewed,
And ready for a brand new day.
Beautiful memories float through your mind with ease,
Reminding you of all that has happened.
The incredible highlights of your autumn adventure in the shire.
These memories will keep you safe tonight as you drift deeper,
Deeper,
And deeper off to sleep.
