Beneath a sky of whispered dreams, the stars hum gentle songs. Each twinkle is a note in a harmony only the quiet can hear. The moon smiles, cradling all in its silver embrace. It is time for sleepy tales, where the wind tells secrets of faraway lands.
A shadowed path wanders through the starlit forest, where owls blink wisely and fireflies dance like tiny suns. Beneath the tree's ancient bough, stories sit waiting, dressed in twilight hues.
Remember to follow the winding path here and listen for the lullabies the leaves hum.
The earth sighs in contentment, wrapping all in a blanket of warm dusk. Safe are the dreams that sail across the night, carried by the kind winds.
If you wish to explore more of this dream, step there where the stars speak.