Once, a long time before the flowers could speak, there was a place called Giggle Grass. Here, tickles turned into stories that whispered on the wind.

Sally met her shadow, and they danced till the sun yawned. Shadows said, "Look, we dance yet no steps echo." And Sally smiled, seeing truth in their quiet song.

Run with rabbits, they hop in circles, and circles are keys to doors that don't even exist.
Who needs rooms, when outside is one big page?

Follow the hidden pathways to discover more of the whispers:
Lost Songs | Echo Dances

In cloudy skies, the stories tarry. Listen closely, and you'll hear tales of forgotten eves and dreams that never awoke.