Close your eyes, tiny wanderer. The wind has a story to tell. In the dreams, shadows play peekaboo with your wishes. Golden rainbows dance and twirl, like little fireflies lost in the twilight.
Can you hear the whispers? They softly hum songs of yonder worlds, where elephants wear hats and dance on tiny clouds. Would you like to ride a shooting star tonight?
ππ« Let the moon tickle your dreams tonight... π«π
Follow the golden path here or run through the dreamy fields over there.