Welcome, dear listener to another bedtime story on Drift Off.

Tonight I'll be narrating a tale by Flora Annie Steele called The Three Feathers.

This enchanting story invites us into a world of love and loyalty and a touch of enchanting mystery.

Before we begin, I just want to take a moment to say thank you to all of you who support

the show.

If you'd like to enjoy bonus bedtime stories and early access to some episodes, you can

check out the Drift Off Premium Feed through the link in the show notes.

Your support helps keep the podcast ad-free,

allowing me to continue creating these sleepy stories just for you. And now, let's take a few

moments to relax and settle in. If you'd like, close your eyes and allow yourself to sink into comfort, letting the day melt away.

Now imagine yourself walking along a quiet moonlit path, deep in a peaceful forest.

The night sky is a canopy of stars twinkling above you, casting a soft silvery glow.

Feel the cool, refreshing night air, gently brushing against your skin, bringing with it the

soothing scent of pine and dewy earth.

The forest is hushed and serene, and in the distance you hear the faint murmur of a gentle breeze, passing through the treetops.

Each step you take feels lighter and lighter and effortless,

as though the earth itself is cradling you in its calm embrace.

Time seems so slow and you become fully present, surrounded by peace and quiet enchantment.

And so, my friend, with this deep sense of stillness within you, let's begin our story. Once upon a time, there lived a girl who was wooed and married by a man she never saw, for he came according her after

nightfall. And when they were married, he never came home till it was dark, and always

left before dawn. Still, he was good and kind to her, giving her everything her heart could desire, so she was well

content for a while.

...