Between the roots of ancient giants, where sunlight dances timidly upon the forest floor, secrets linger in the velvet air. These whispers speak of forgotten paths and echoing moments, a déjà vu that feels woven into the very fabric of time.
Have you walked these trails before, where the leaves murmur your name? The canopy above seems to sigh, as if to say you are a traveler known to its depths—woven into the roots of existence, a thread untangled and yet returning.
The river's song calls to you, a melody layered with echoes of past encounters. It is here that the heart finds solace in the familiar unknown, and the spirit is reminded of journeys taken in dreams.
Faraway Dreams Secrets of the Glades Echo of the Canopy