Bunnyjanjan | Janella Ooi [work]

In the center of the garden stood an enormous tree, its trunk twisted and gnarled with age. Carved into the trunk was a door, adorned with a sign that read: "The Dreamweaver's Treehouse." Janella's eyes widened with excitement as she approached the door and knocked three times.

Beneath twin auroras, a rabbit’s foot glows, Drumbeats echo where the river flows. Janella’s whisper, Ooi’s ancient thread, Weaves tomorrow in the steps she treads. bunnyjanjan janella ooi