As night blankets the whispering woods,
echoes of starlit lullabies dance in twilight.

Forgotten thoughts, fossilized in time,
emerge like spectral visions beneath the crescent moon.

The ancient trees murmur secrets,
their roots entwined with whispers of the cosmos.

Follow the Pathways to nowhere,
where shadows speak in forgotten tongues.
Listen to the songs of the void,
reverberating through the corridors of dreams.