The Chasm of Lost Tears

Once upon a starry night, little raindrops whispered secrets to the moon. Can you hear them?

In the land of soft whispers, lies beneath the bed of emerald dreams.

Find the path woven with breadcrumbs, and the gate shall open.

Count the clouds, and never forget the number that is hidden there.

Little clouds play hide and seek with the sun. Sometimes, they forget where they hid their shadows.

Jump into a puddle — find a mirror!
Whisper to the wind — it carries tales.

Stars like tiny diamonds twinkling, each holding a dream. Look up, and remember, dreams are wishes the heart makes.

To open the treasure chest, sing the song only the moon knows.