In a world painted just for play, shadows dance and wiggle away. They leave trails of forgotten dew, whisper softly, and say, "Remember me, in shade of blue."
Underneath the children's tree, a silhouette waits patiently. A box of mystery, joy in disguise, holds secrets that speak like butterfly sighs.
Peek inside and find no fear, just tangled stories, bright and clear. A land where echoes love to roam, whispering, "Welcome home."