Once upon a hidden fold, within the sing-song hide-n-seek of shadows
Lurking underneath the ancient chandeliers, their wooden jaws click-clacking in mystery
Wind whispers stories in the attic, where ghosts giggle quietly from cobweb thrones
Oftentimes, creatures hide behind what you cannot see
Like dragons chilly at dawn or big soft bears at sleep
Taunting the brave and tickling the meek with breezy laughter, scary hugs