Once upon a wobbly moon, shadows played peekaboo with the stars. Click here to follow the trail of giggles.

The spirits of giggles and whispers wore hats made of clouds, and they sang lullabies of the forgotten. The roads were made of sleepy pathways and ticklish grass.

In this land, the trees told stories, and the winds carried secrets. Do you hear them? Or maybe you just wish to dance with the spirits.

Little toffee mountains and jellybean rivers, where time is a loop and truth is a riddle wrapped in a hug.

And when the sun sneezes, all the colors giggle out loud.