Once upon a shadow, the stars formed stories marooned on celestial waves.
Do you hear the silent echoes, drifting softly through the night's cradle?
The moon weaves a tapestry of luminescent dreams,
where each thread shimmers with whispers of forgotten tomorrows.
Under azure phantoms,
don't forget to breathe in the longing sighs of the wandering echoes.
Imagine, just for a while, the petrichor of time itself, melting into rivulets of memory.
Thirteen treasures hidden beneath a diaphanous veil,
guarded only by shadow's somnolent embrace.