“But I have to do it, Mom,” he insisted, determination in his young voice. “I promised him I’d keep him safe.”

Hearing the conviction in her son’s voice, the mother felt a mix of emotions: concern, pride, and a deep-seated love for her children. She realized that her son, in his own way, was expressing an overwhelming protective instinct for his younger brother. Despite the fantastical element of his story, the emotion behind it was genuine.

“Alright,” she said softly, “but from now on, let’s make sure you and I protect him together, okay? You’re not alone in this.” Her son nodded, relief washing over his face. He trusted his mother to understand and help him keep his promise.

In the days that followed, the mother began a new morning ritual with her eldest son. At 5:55, she would quietly join him, and together they would tiptoe into the baby’s room. They would sit by the crib, holding hands, comforting each other in the soft light of dawn. The boy still insisted on holding his brother at six o’clock sharp, and his mother respected his need to fulfill his promise.

The mother took this opportunity to talk to her son about dreams and imagination, helping him understand the difference between the two. They explored stories of bravery and courage, embedding a sense of security and understanding in both children.

Over time, the shadows that had troubled the boy seemed to fade away, whether they were a figment of his imagination or something else entirely. What mattered was that the family had grown even closer, bound by love and the shared experience of overcoming fears.

The mother’s heart swelled with pride at her eldest son’s compassion and bravery. She knew that the bond between the brothers was strong and that this experience had only strengthened it. Now, every morning, there was an unspoken ritual of love and protection — a promise fulfilled, not just by the boy, but by the entire family standing united against the shadows, whatever they may be.