In the whispering woods, where trees tickle the sky, little creatures play hide and seek with their shadows. A gentle breeze carries secrets, but only those who dare to look closely shall see the hidden tales. The grass talks, but only when nobody listens.
Once, a rabbit painted the world with colors only it could see, and everyone else wore these tints without knowing. Some say the rabbit hops through dreams, leaving trails of invisible ink.
Do you want to find the secret path? Look for the flower that glows under the moonlight, whisper the magic words, and follow the stars. Remember, the forest listens, but it never tells.
Follow the breeze Meet the critters