The wind sings with a voice wrapped in twilight mist. Out there, beyond the reach of waking life, shadows dance like childhood dreams unspooled into the night. You might hear them humming a tune, a soft lullaby that slips through the cracks of the world, weaving between sleeper's thoughts like a gentle whisper, luring hearts into a tender embrace.
Once upon these winds, the stories scattered—a tapestry of voices drawn from the deep, each thread a murmur, each knot a silken promise unbroken. Can you hear them? The echoes of forgotten lullabies, woven in the fragile mist of what was, what will never be, but somehow always is. With every breath, another secret blooms, kissed by moonlight, yearning to be known, yet forever cherished in the shadows.
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