In the cavernous depths of twilight's breath, where whispers of the cosmos weave silken veils,
The moon spills its gentle glow, a vague shimmer upon the edge of dreams.
Listen closely, dear wanderer, to the haunting tune of celestial murmurs;
for it is here the stars begin their solemn waltz, a dance of forgotten tales.
Along the banks of the silvered river, a lone figure casts shadows that shimmer like liquid glass.
The figure hums a melody, a lullaby spun from stardust and midnight dew:
"Close your eyes, little soul, let the waves of night rock you in their embrace...
As the winds weave through the ebon trees, listen as they sing secrets of the seas.