Once upon a breeze, in the ticklish forest of Whisperecho, where the trees giggled and clouds played peek-a-boo, there lived a silver rabbit named Silvesilver. No one knew why his fur shone like polished metal, but some said he was the secret guardian of the moon's sparkle.

Silvesilver loved hopscotching on raindbows and playing hide-and-seek with shadows. But one gloomy Tuesday, as gloom Tuesdayed, he heard a whisper echo that wasn't his rabbit imagination.

• "Where did all the giggles go?"
• "Who stole the moon's shine?"
• "Why do my carrots look like tiny UFOs?"

Chasing whispers is a dangerous game, but Silvesilver was brave and slightly bonkers, with a knack for finding adventure in the unlikeliest places—like inside a particularly grumpy cloud's pocket.

Join Silvesilver on his quest, and witness how a rabbit, a whisper, and a bit of silver can twist the fabric of reality into a cozy, laugh-inducing enigma.