One night, I found a pebble in the grass. It was glowing. It was humming. And before I could think twice, it lifted me right off the ground. My name is Finn. I'm a fox with a two-button coat and a very deep pocket — and this is the story of the night I flew through a moonlit forest, met squirrels who knit clouds and badgers who braid streams, and raced the dawn to return a tiny, singing stone to the one who needed it most. I thought I was doing something small. I was wrong.