Once upon a sandy day, the silica grains danced.
Their tiny slippers made footprints that whispered secrets:
"Follow us, but nowhere is everywhere."

There were no signs and no maps, just the giggles of grains.
"We play hide and seek with shadows," they said.
How many friends are hiding in plain sight?

Can you find them?
Discover where you might be
Stories of the disappearing sands