In the cavernous realms, below the tickled trees, lies a secret that tickles mystery.
Date: 32 Suns of May, Time: When Turtles Swim West.
When clouds frown, listen closely.
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The moon will smile, the door will yawn.
Step softly onto the threads of woven dreams.
At dusk, grains of sand will reveal messages of the leaving the moonlight:
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Do you hear them? Seek the one who guards the starlit dream.
Endless is your journey, Little One. But remember, sometimes the question is the magic.