Once upon a time, in a sea of silver clouds, danced a little wave. It wore a shiny coat that glimmered under the shy sun.
"Who am I?" asked the wave, with a voice that bubbled like a brook.
From the shadows, a quiet voice replied, "You are the reflection of dreams, stitched together with threads of moonlight and whispers."
The wave smiled, for it liked the sound of those words.
In the depths of its metallic heart, the wave knew it could play forever, rolling over secrets and skipping over silent beams of color.
Would you like to be a wave too?See the little mystic.