In a world not so far, the stars giggle softly. They play hide and seek behind fading dusk hues. Open the secret door and discover the ticklish galaxies.
Once there lived a cat who thought he was a king, filled with golden plots in his yarn-filled keep. But, was he more than whispers among sand castles? Time tickled him, and he giggled back.
Touch the clouds with your hands, not just your dreams. They are soft and warm and dance like wishes at twilight.