Lullaby... their echoes linger in the corridors of night,
where shadows dance upon the remnants of yesterday's dreams.
Each note a whisper, each silence a forgotten sigh,
perfumed with memories of curious trinkets left behind.
Remember the magic lamp that promised three wishes?
Or the enigmatic box that contained nothing yet held everything?
Such were the treasures of the theatre's dusty aisles,
reflecting the hopes and fears wrapped in childhood's embrace.
The velvet curtain rises on a stage set with fleeting glimpses,
of once-believable phantoms that skitter past with an impish grin.
A serenade of reflective echoes, a haunting yet tender tune,
inviting wanderers to lose themselves among timeless curiosities.
Find more wonders, or lose them anew:
Dreams of Tomorrow |
Phantoms Dance |
Mysts