In a world painted with whispers, the flowers grow with giggles, and the leaves hum soft tunes. Here, the earth holds secrets of smiling skies and sleeping stones.
The trees are tall, their limbs make umbrellas for wandering thoughts. Beneath them, rabbits plot races, and birds weave dreams into songs.
But tread softly, for the path you walk is made of wishes. And every step forward unveils another wish's dance in the garden breeze.
Follow the whispers...