Once upon a whisper, a girl danced with shadows. Her laughter was a string tied to the wind. Twinkle, twinkle.
A rabbit poked its head through a curtain. Curious, it listened. Secrets be told for all to hear.
A clock ticked in the corner, but nobody cared for time. They swayed to the rhythm of dreams.
And then, a door creaked open. Light spilled. Silently, they all gasped — but no sound came. Just echoes.
Follow the murmur Step into the fable