In a land not far from here, where the grass giggles and the stars wink, there are faces carved in the old, wise hills. They whisper secrets of the moonbeam dances and the cloud's tickles. Can you hear them?
The whispering faces tell tales of the sky's journeys, of rain's laughter and sun's warm hugs. A child walks here, curious and bold, and the faces lean closer, sharing stories with gentle breezes.
Once, a face whispered "Follow the giggles." And so the child danced, their feet finding tunes in the fluffy clouds. The hills smiled, their secret safe, at least for now.
Dance with Stars Giggling Grass Moonbeam Trails