In the silken embrace of twilight, the lullabies began their eternal waltz. These melodies, woven into the fabric of night, evoke a symphony of shadows, dancing silently at the edges of perception. Their haunting timbre resonates with a chill that sends shivers rippling through the fabric of sleep.
Residents of the town report fragmented dreams, vivid and strange, ignited by the nocturnal serenades. Some claim to hear whispers in the verses, foretelling unknown futures or unearthing forgotten pasts. Others speak of connections — of ties binding them to something beyond understanding.
These night songs find their origins in the deep heart of the forest, where the trees weave their own ancient lullabies under the watchful gaze of the moon. It is said that the spirits of the forest, restless and eternal, sing to the stars in languages lost to time.
As the world turns and time drips like wax from a candle, the lullabies continue their eternal journey through the nights, untouched by the dawn’s light. For those who dare to listen, the melodies carry the weight of a thousand unspoken truths.
Listen to the treesWatch the fallen stars
Join the shadow dances