Once upon a sunlit shimmer, beneath the teal sky, we danced among the wisps of gentle breeze. The world was a splash of crayons upturned, spilling joy upon the pavement.
Nostalgia clings like pearly dew drops, vitrifying the echo of phantom footprints in these untracked sands...
We whisper to the wind, and its murmurs carry the giggles of past echoing ever onward.