Once a mushroom ate the moon. Now it glows forever.

The light goes low. Tiny feet slow. The stories begin, and on the shelf, a small mushroom starts to glow.

The shape comes from the forest floor, where moss meets moonlight. Switch it on, and the room turns into a woodland den. Safe. Snug. Full of hush.

Hand-painted in our German workshop, where every cap is a little different. An LED inside keeps the glow soft and gentle for tiny eyes, safe to leave by the bed.