Step tenderly into the mist, where echoes linger long and dreams weave in and out like soft-sung lullabies. Each turn, an embrace. Each whisper, a guide.
In shadows lay promises unspoken, desires sewn into the fabric of night's deep velvet. Listen closely, dear traveler, for the murmurs are waiting to be heard.
Open call enters. Open hearts receive; fragments of a song sung by stars unknown, lyrics linger at the edge of awakening.
Follow the Echo Whispered Promise