Velvet Shadows and Mirror Whispers

Once upon a tick-tock, shadows danced lightly, and whispers sang softly. In the attic, echoes of dreams flickered like candle flames.

The Lonesome Toy Soldier: He knew the moon's name but not the sun's embrace. Every night he told stories of stars locked outside.

Whimsical Wisp: Floating around with giggles, she whispered, "What if clouds dreamed of bouncing on rainbows, just for fun?"

Frosty Owl: "Hoo-hoo," she called from high above the shelves, "Here, time wobbles like jelly, slow and sweet, just how you like it."

Another glimpse...

Shadows speak again