In a land where pages flutter silently in an endless dance,
There are books with tales spun of giggles and dreams so bright.
But listen closely, and you'll find the truth peeking through
Shadows linger, words shimmer, just beyond the candlelight.
Would you dare to open the secret casket hidden in the attic?
Venture through whispered winds guiding your way,
Or perhaps you seek the moonlit shadows on a rainy day.