Whispers in the Mist

The Bouncing Moon: If only it were made of cheese, the mice would have a banquet on high. But they tread silently, less the night echoes their meal-tune.

The Silent Laugh: Once upon a time, a giggle slipped through the city postern, lurking behind a bakery shelf, mixed with dreams of blueberry muffins.

An Invitation: Do you hear the bells ring when they shouldn't? Perhaps a door waits ajar beneath the oak’s cloak, whispering “come play...” Mirage Awaits

Bubble's Secret: Each bubble in the stream holds a secret of unspoken words, floating with wishes, ready to POP and sprinkle dreams—Water's Echo