Paths Unraveled

The stars go wink, wink. They tell you secrets. Do you listen? [1]

Once upon a shimmer, a rainbow danced with a whispering wisp.

The moon said:
"Follow my glow, little dreamer, to where the stories breathe, and paths unravel."

Words float softly in the winds, delicate as spider silk, weaving tales of unseen joys.
[2]

Starry Whispers Lost in Lullabies

Footnotes:

  1. From "The Winking Night" by Gilda Glimmer, Imaginary Tales Press, 1982.
  2. Passage from "The Whispering Woods" in the collection "Beneath the Starlit Sky" by Flicker Feather, 1997.