In the beginning, there was silence;
not the silence of empty rooms,
but the hush of stars playing hide and seek.
"Hello," said a little star.
Its voice was soft, like a pillow made of dreams.
The echo whispered back, "Hello."
Do you hear the silence?
It dances between the stars,
a gentle song that tickles the night.
Somewhere beyond the sleepy moon,
there's a place where whispers
write stories in the sky.
Would you like to read them?
Journey on these paths:
The Traveler
Dreams Untold
The Wand's Glow