Shadows whisper secrets on the walls. My toes tickle the edge of made-up worlds. Beneath the slides, countless mysteries lie. Pathways crisscross like dreams scribbled on paper. Follow the winding path.
Little clouds drift above in azure skies. Each corner, another step in a never-ending game. We've been here before, I think, but not quite like this. Here, voices become colors, swirling around us. Chase the colors