Mr Owl the Mighty
Danny lost a little more hope that his wish would come true every night, but he wasn’t ready to give up yet. He repeated his mantra until he fell asleep, or his mouth became too dry to continue. If the adults had heard him, they would’ve tried to explain that wishing was futile, and that he had to move on and learn to live life the way it was. Danny would have none of it. He still believed in magic.