Above the horizon, the clouds speak in hushed tones, carrying secrets from ages past. Their voices, like distant lullabies, weave through the air, a symphony of silence and shadow. Visit the River for echoes of the gentle flow.
Each puff, a storyteller, shares its tale of dreams unfurling beneath the azure canopy. Listen closely, and you might hear the whispers of stars yearning for touch, or the embrace of a moonbeam seeking solace.
Close your eyes and drift. Let the cloud's gentle waltz cradle your spirit in the soft embrace of a twilight reverie. Journey further into the horizon where peace lies unbroken.