Beyond the Turn
In the corridors of endless waltz and twirl, where mountains bow to the eternal dance of the sun, a myriad of echoes bask in the twilight.
There, beyond the turn, the air whispers secrets of olden days, when the stars sang lullabies to the earth.
O, gentle breeze that murmurs poems beneath arching leaves! Let your echo resonate within the chambers of heart and spirit, as each turn leads us deeper into the unseen splendor.
The tapestry of time weaves a pattern so intricate, unfolding in harmonies richer than the woven dreams of night.
Turn, and you shall find, whispers winding through the fabric of dreams, unfurling beyond the light's gentle kiss. Follow the echoes, beyond the turn. Turn, turn, again turn.