Hey, let me tell you a little secret. Got a minute? You know that quiet gentle rustle of leaves? It's like they're having their own backyard chat.
Listen close, you might catch a glimpse of the echoes in a seashell sort of magic. It's in the air—somehow fabricated, yet intimate.
I remember this one time down the coast. I mean, out of the blue, the ocean roared, paying homage to forgotten whales narrating ancient stories.
Care to venture more? Or maybe dive into summer tales? Your choice echoes long.