Once, a little star said, "Follow me, and we shall find the edge." The children giggled, thinking it was a game. Their journey began with a tiny step, but who knew how far it went? Beyond the trees, under the clouds, where the world blends into a painted mystery.
They met shapes in the dark, friends without faces, who asked questions without sounds. The ground felt like a story, written and unwritten, underneath their small feet. Did they understand? Or were they meant to forget?
Clouds whispered secrets, but only the brave dared listen. Sometimes, the wind carried laughter, other times, a gentle sigh. Every moment was a secret waiting to be found, or lost... forever.
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