The sand whispers in secrets of ages, echoing beneath the soft caress of a luminous moon.
A caravan of thoughts drifts aimlessly, each grain a fragment of yesterday’s dreams, shimmering in the pallid glow.
Above, the stars weave tales untold, crafting maps of heartbeats and timeless silences.
The air hums softly, vibrating with the pulse of a reality that fleets beyond the ever-changing horizons.
Into Lunar Dreams