Whisper of the Waves

Rainbow Reef shimmered with colors. Malcolm Mouse, gray and curious, sniffed around. "What's that whisper?" he wondered, spotting a glimming conch shell. "Hello!" the shell chimed happily. "You can talk!" squeaked Malcolm. The waves giggled, secrets hidden best by listening.

Whispers of the Past

Malcolm leaned closer to the talking conch. "Listen carefully, hints of the past," it whispered in a breezy voice. Malcolm's ears perked with wonder.

"Hints?" he echoed.

"Yes," replied the shell warmly. "Find the hidden starfish!" Malcolm's eyes twinkled as he peeked around coral crevices, a tickling, thrilling challenge of discovery unrolling.