Once upon a time, in the land of whispers, shepherds wrote...
Frogs don't wear shoes. They sing songs in the rain. But when they hop, numbers dance.
"123456" hides beneath lily pads.
Sheep have dreams. Dreams of gold stars, hidden in grassy fields. Only those who count them see the path.
"Gold stars, 1234" is their secret song.
In the future, the guardians of the green fields have tales to tell...
Water flows, and trees whisper, secrets of the wind.
"56789" echoes in the clouds, invisible to those who don't listen closely.
The signature of the shepherd is a melody, sweet as summer rain.
"Melody, 78910" will unveil the hidden story.