The stars blink slowly, like sleepy children counting dreams. They whisper secrets to the moon, who listens patiently, glowing softly above the slumbering trees.
In the distance, a lullaby drifts through the hills. It's a song that sails on the wind, weaving tales of forgotten lands where quiet giants tread lightly.
Close your eyes, little one. Let the night cradle you softly. The whispers will guard your dreams, while the moon watches over the world in its dream-like state.
Follow the Lullaby Echoes in the Silence