Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - A Deer in the Night (Premium)

Starting point is 00:00:00 Hi, Thomas here. You're listening to a preview episode. You can enjoy the entire story tonight by subscribing to our supporters' feed. There you'll get access to the entire back catalogue, bonus episodes, and more, and it's all completely ad-free. Click the link below to learn more and thank you so so much. Me and the team really appreciate your support. This small deer has thick brownish graver. On his chest are white streaks, like snowy paths winding across his body. There are patches of white on his back too. His fur is a dense mix of shades, and it looks wonderfully soft to the touch. He doesn't have antlers, but two pointed K-90th emerge from the sides of his mouth, like miniature tusks. They give him a sweet, almost comical appearance.

Starting point is 00:01:32 The combination of his big brown eyes, soft, fuzzy ears, and two white fangs. His home was a wooded valley many miles away from the nearest town or village. Like other musk deer, he was happiest alone in the wilderness, enjoying a peaceful existence in nature. He slept beneath the shade of towering furs, pines, use and cypresses. He fed on the mosses and lichen that covered the tree trunks and the flowers that blossomed in the long grass of the meadow. He drank cool, fresh water from the river that flowed through the valley. The deer was young on the cusp of adulthood and beginning beginning to feel curious about the wider world. What lay beyond this valley he wondered. It was so difficult to imagine anything apartilt greenery flowing on towards the horizon. When he closed his eyes, he was only able to picture a landscape identical to this one, except for a few small differences. The trees would be taller or a darker shade of green.

Starting point is 00:03:30 The moss would have new shapes or patterns as it grew on slightly altered tree trunks. But apart from these changes, the landscapes he dreamt of were almost exactly the same as the hills and woods where he had spent his youth. One evening, the deer woke up at Twilight, which was his usual hour. Like the foxes, rabbits and hawks that lived nearby, the deer was a crepuscular animal. This meant he was most active at dusk, preferring to eat and explore when the heat of the day had faded, but before the darkest part of night arrived. It was the time he felt at once relaxed and stimulated, at ease and at peace in his surroundings, yet also curious and ready to roam. No matter how many times he walked through the

Starting point is 00:04:51 tall grass of the meadows, or climbed the verdant slopes of the valley, he never grew tired of exploring. But on this particular evening, something was different. There was a fragrance in the air, unlike anything he had ever smelled before. A rich, yet subtle perfume, more aromatic than any flower. It was somehow both exotic and strangely familiar. Even though it didn't resemble anything he knew, there was something deeply comforting about it. The smell felt warm to him when he closed his eyes. For just a second, he was able to detect something from his childhood, like the musky scent of his mother's fur, it made him feel wistful, nostalgic and loved.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - A Deer in the Night (Premium)

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