When the moon spills its silver secrets onto the world, we begin to hear whispers. Hidden melodies, weaving stories of shadowed pasts and dreams yet to be dreamt. Have you ever listened to these songs?
They come from places we once knew, perhaps in tales spun around flickering firelight or secrets shared beneath the gaze of ancient trees. Some say these are the lullabies sung by the stars for the restless spirit of the night.