Whispers in the Veil

Beyond the silver pines, under the watchful ears of imperceptible ghosts,
take three steps past the whispering sign, then pivot left and seek the enchanted parchment nestled beneath the lunar penguin's gaze. Once found, ask the time, but never listen to the answer.

Cross the road where owls do pirouettes, past the cobalt meadow,
scribble your thoughts backwards on rabbit fur, then take the long
route home by following the scent of unsaid dreams.