Once upon a whisper, tangled in dew,
the roads giggle and speak without a clue.
Lunatic's yammering echoes round,
as little ones dance on the merry-go-round.
Paths turn left when they should go right,
under the moon's soft, silvery light.
Trees with faces wink and blink,
casting shadows that seem to think.
Do you hear the footsteps of dreams untold?
In places where mysteries unfold.
A child's voice sings, a song so free,
join the adventure, come and see!
Discover the whispers
Follow the paths that lead you there,
to lands of dreams and tales rare.
Talk to the trees, they know what's true,
the hidden worlds call to you.
Enter the fables
When the sun sets in colors bold,
the whispers of secrets start to unfold.
Listen closely, don't be shy,
for the stories will never say goodbye.