The old oak tree stood sentinel, its gnarled branches reaching towards the sky like skeletal fingers. Beneath its shade, a tiny ladybug named Lily scurried along a mossy log. Lily dreamt of adventure. She longed to explore the world beyond the oak tree’s familiar embrace.The old oak tree stood sentinel, its gnarled branches reaching towards the sky like skeletal fingers. Beneath its shade, a tiny ladybug named Lily scurried along a mossy log. Lily dreamt of adventure. She longed to explore the world beyond the oak tree’s familiar embrace.