A gentle caress upon the woven leaves, the breath of ancient whispers lingers. Aqua ribbons in azure silence tie stars to her dormant dreams, a symphony for the wandering echoes. The dance of shadows overhead they murmur, a tale untold beneath an alabaster moon.
Horizon-bound dreams tangle upon the twilight murmur, etchings of sunlight upon silver shadows. Wind songs weave pathways through crystalline boughs as moonlight spills endlessly. Here, in the cradle of fervent desire, where roots meet lost realms, existence flows in aqueous wonder.
Gentle Symphony