In the quiet between the stars,
where the echoes of ancient songs linger,
the realm of magic breathes softly.
A place woven with the whispers of time,
and the shimmering veil of dreams.
Here, the winds carry tales untold,
of wizards and witches, lost in the tapestry of night.
They speak in riddles, in verses that dance,
upon the lips of the universe.
Dive into the abyss of your soul,
where the colors of magic bleed into reality,
painting the world in hues of wonder.
Open the portal to realms unseen,
where the winds whistle their cosmic serenade,
leading you on a journey through stardust paths.
And as the stars twinkle their silent approval,
remember that magic lies in the pauses,
the holds in the breath,
between the now and the then.