Whispers in the Spiral

In the land of never-ask-why, the trees wear hats made of clouds. They stand still, listening for the sound of laughter from the sun. The rivers giggle when they tickle the toes of the little pebbles.

Sometimes the stars come down to play, hiding inside pockets. They don't mind the rules, but they like to trick the wind into silly dances.

The moon has a secret kingdom where shadows are brave and dragons are friendly. Here, echoes tell stories of forgotten kites and sleepy colors.

Once, a rainbow tried to see itself in a puddle, but the puddle was a good listener instead. They talked about colors and shapes, dreaming of spirals unspun from light.