In the gentle glow of a pastel sunrise, a small, plump ghost made of the softest, most huggable felt stands with an expression so heartwarming it could thaw the iciest of souls. Its tiny hands clutch a colorful ice cream cone, dripping slightly in the morning light. The ghost’s joyful smile radiates an infectious happiness, and its beady eyes twinkle with childlike wonder, gazing into the camera as if inviting you to share in its simple delight. Around it, the air is filled with an intangible sweetness, a blend of felt warmth and pure joy, creating an atmosphere so tender it feels as though hearts are floating, lightly caressed by the gentle, rosy hues of dawn. The scene is suffused with a sense of serene camaraderie, where softness meets sunshine, and all worries dissolve like morning mist.