Sandscript Scribe

If you listen closely, footsteps on the sand talk tales of old.

Here are some wonders from the winds:

The Story of Tiny Footprints

Once, little stars slipped from the sky,
landing softly in the desert's warm embrace.

They danced in circles,
drawing pictures in grains of gold,
waiting for scribes to find their words.

Mischievous Winds & Whispered Secrets

The wind giggled, carrying fleeting secrets,
dodging between rocks and dunes.
Listen closely, they say, cry out, and you'll hear,
the stories of ancient sands, tales as old as time, crouched behind veils of moments.

Child of the Sand Dunes

There's a sand child, made of whispers and echoes,
that knows where dreams sleep at day,
where trails of all hearts rest for a moment,
patiently waiting the touch of curious hands.

Venture forth in this sandy realm:
Follow the grains here
or there.