Once upon a whispering breeze, shadows of castles floated past. The drawings of quiet giants lined the streets, with windows looking to dreamscapes unknown.

Footprint of the day: "Did you see, the tree wears a hat?" echoed through the garden.

She wrote in the stars, yet erased those words with a twinkling flick of her wrist.
Together they painted over rainbows with puddles dancing in moonlight.
"Once, there were dragons," murmurings lingered long after echoes died.