In the silken embrace of twilight, where shadows weave stories untold, a whisper lingers — soft as a sigh, profound as the moonlit sea. It's here that forgotten dreams dance like fireflies against the velvet of night.
Do you recall, dear heart, the echoes of unheard ballads? Notes lost in the mist, yearning for lips to touch, for tender hands to cradle them into life. Fragments dance, oh how they dance, upon the breath of wandering winds.
Once, in a world not ours, laughter painted the skies in hues of radiant joy. Colors melding with our longing, each brushstroke a memory of passion — distilled from the ether, forging a symphony of longing for lovers yet to meet.
Come, let us wander this fragile realm — a tapestry of forgotten lullabies, woven with petals of the night blooming jasmine, and anchored by stardust's gentle embrace.