In the vale where whispers take form, shadows of forgotten stories hum an unfinished lullaby.
Have you ever seen the way the stars flicker in Morse code, telling secrets that the wind forgot to carry? Wandering beneath the luminous canopy, one might stumble upon a path— twists and turns outlined in ethereal mist, guiding footsteps towards destinations unknown.
Here, in this silent realm, the leaves converse with the breeze in a language of rustling sighs, each word a fragment of a dream left incomplete. The echoes—
As the clouds part, revealing the sun's gentle embrace, a forgotten song plays in the distance, its melody a haunting reminder of paths less traveled. The silence breaks, and the whispers become voices, familiar yet never—Echo Dream.
Journey further into the unknown: Vale of Silence.