Once upon a whisper,
a little kingdom settled in the forest deep.
Where trees wore hats made of clouds, and
rocks told secrets long forgotten.
The paths were invisible, like the giggles of fairies sliding around.
Follow the tales of mossy stones, and
tread lightly where the sun don’t shine.
"The pathways hum songs of the unseen."
Twilight CogitationMoss Murmur
Phantom Echo