It was a foggy and quiet morning. The Forest was perfectly still.

The Little One had never been in any place that quiet, as The Forest on that morning. It was like the whole world, and even The Wind had fallen asleep.

The Little One was pleased; for once it was peaceful, his siblings Smaller and The Smallest were sleeping.

The Little One set off to explore The Forest. It was wonderful! He found a new tree stump! He found a new flower! A new lichen! A new moss! A new path!

The Little One stopped bead on his tracks. A new path. He had walked past same route many times, it was only ten bigsteps away from his home. And there had never been a path before.

The Little One's consciousness told to him: "Don't go, you don't know what there is!" But The Little One was really curious. He decided to go. He took a cautious step. And second. And third.

The Little One walked at a thick fog. He was able to see only few steps ahead on himself. But he didn't want to turn back. Not yet. He was too curious to do that. Besides: The Little One felt the grassy edges of the path. It was straight and it didn't branch. He couldn't get lost.

The path started to tilt slightly forward. The Liddle one was even more puzzled. There was no such valley in The Forest. He began to walk again, even more cautious.

Until suddenly, without any notice, the edges of the path disappeared, and The Fog was illuminated by a bright light. The Little One -who was utterly terrified- fell on the ground on fetal position. When nothing attacked him, he cautiously looked around himself. The Fog had disappeared.

The Little One was at a clearing, which he had never seen before. There were plants. Lots of plants. But what kind of plants! They looked exactly like the plants in The Forest, but they were much, much smaller. So small, that The Little One was able to wrap his hand around the trees' trunks, or pick up at least ten flower at the same time!

While The Little One was studying the clearing The Plants also had something to study, namely The Little One. At last one of the myosotises (that is a small light blue flower) asked the one question that was on everyone's' minds: "Who are you?"

The Little One got scared once again. He hadn't seen anyone other than himself on the clearing. Who then had just talked? "Who- who's there?" The Little One asked shaking. "Don't worry, we're not gonna bite you!" the flowers giggled. They were so amused by The Little One's fright they were shaking from laughter. Now The Little One asked the question from earlier: "Who are you?"

"We are myosotises. The pink ones are twinflowers and the white ones are starflowers. But who are you?" The Little One wasn't afraid anymore, but curious he still was. "I am The Little One. Where are we?" "This is The Land Of The Small Ones. Only those who are small and curious can get here." one of the starflowers explained.