Once upon time, Dreamy River who lives in riverbank sunga lullabyes to tired pebble.

Pebble was rollling and rolling. Lullabys didn't work. Dreamy River asked, 'Why restless?' Pebble murmured, 'Waves make me dizzy.'

Dreamy River said, 'I'll teach you how to rest on tiny bed of soft moss.' Pebble shivered. 'Can I?' Pebble yawned.

Lanturns lighted up riverbank. Dreamy River hummed and sang, 'Close eyes, drift with melody.' Pebble snuggled into moss.

Stars twinkled above. Pebble whispered, 'Dreamy River, song is floating me t'wards dreams.' River chuckled. 'Sweet dreams, Pebble.'

Next evening, Pebble wiggled wide awake. 'Dreamy River, again!' River chuckled, sang, 'Lullabye, pebble, rest on moss soft.'

'Thank you, River!' Pebble smiled, 'You fix my little wiggles each night.' Dreamy River beamed, 'My pleasure, tiny friend.'

Sunset painted sky and river glowed. Pebble nestled in moss, hummed along with River. Both drifted, afloat in harmony.

Months passed. Pebble grew still, like dreamy ripple. 'Pebble,' River whispered, 'You're the lullaby now.' Pebble hummed gently.

River whispered, 'Now you're my gift to moss and lullabies.' Pebble grinned, 'Together, we sing peace.' Harmony flowed on.