Under the blanket of whispers, a child hums a tune. Beneath the moon's cold gaze, shadows play tag with dreams forgotten by daylight.
In the meadow of lost stars, secrets dance with glee. The daisies bloom with laughter, hiding frowns beneath their petals.
Through the forest of mirrors, echoes of yesterdays fiendish grin twist into gentle sighs. A portal, disguised as a puddle, beckons the brave-hearted.