In the garden of echoes, the wind plays the forgotten symphonies. Whispers of melodies lost beyond the reach of grown-up curiosity.
The flowers hum, their petals vibrating with secrets only children can hear. If you listen closely, you might understand their ancient song, a tune woven with stars and shadowy trees.
But beware, little dreamer, for not all harmonies are sweet. Some are tethered to memories you shouldn’t chase. Walk lightly on the paths of sound, and they will guide you safely home.