Ardoth's Night of Wonder

Ardoth Oteiza had always loved bedtime. It was a magical time when the world outside her window faded into darkness, and the only light came from the moon and stars. This night was no different. Ardoth climbed into bed, nestled her head into her pillow, and closed her eyes.
She was just about to drift off to sleep when she heard a strange noise. It was a soft, scratching sound, like someone was trying to open a door. Ardoth opened her eyes and sat up in bed.
She listened intently, but she couldn't hear anything else. She was just about to lie back down when she heard the sound again. This time, it was louder.
Ardoth got out of bed and walked over to the door. She put her ear to the wood and listened. The scratching sound was coming from the other side.
Ardoth's heart started to beat faster. She was scared, but she was also curious. She wanted to know what was making the noise.
She took a deep breath and turned the doorknob. The door creaked open, and Ardoth peeked inside.
The room was dark, but Ardoth could see a figure standing in the middle of the floor. The figure was tall and thin, and it was wearing a long, flowing cloak.
Ardoth stared at the figure for a moment, and then she gasped. It was Ardoth Oteiza!
"Hello," said the figure. "I've been expecting you."
Ardoth was so surprised that she couldn't speak. She just stared at the figure, wide-eyed.
"Don't be afraid," said the figure. "I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to help you."
The figure stepped forward and took Ardoth's hand. "Come with me," said the figure. "I'll show you something wonderful."
Ardoth didn't know what to do. She was scared, but she was also curious. She wanted to know what the figure was going to show her.
She took a deep breath and followed the figure out of the room. They walked down a long, dark hallway, and then they came to a door. The figure opened the door, and Ardoth gasped.
She was standing in the middle of a beautiful garden. The flowers were in bloom, and the air was filled with the sound of birds singing.
"This is amazing," said Ardoth. "I've never seen anything like it."
"This is your garden," said the figure. "It's a place where you can come to relax and be yourself."
Ardoth looked around the garden. She could see her favorite flowers everywhere she looked. There were roses, lilies, daisies, and sunflowers. She could even see her favorite tree, an old oak tree that she had always loved to climb.
Ardoth smiled. She knew that this was a special place. She could feel the magic in the air.
"Thank you," she said to the figure. "This is the most beautiful place I've ever seen."
"You're welcome," said the figure. "I'm glad you like it."
Ardoth spent the rest of the night exploring the garden. She met all the animals that lived there, and she even made friends with a few of them.
When it was time to go, Ardoth was sad to leave. She had never felt so happy and peaceful in her life.
"I don't want to go," she said to the figure.
"You don't have to," said the figure. "You can stay here as long as you want."
Ardoth smiled. She knew that she had found a special place. She had found a place where she could always be herself.
She hugged the figure goodbye, and then she turned and walked back to her bed. She climbed into bed and closed her eyes.
As she drifted off to sleep, Ardoth could still hear the sound of birds singing in her garden. She knew that she would never forget this night. It was the night that she found her magic.