Welcome, traveler. Is it the scent of ancient tales or the flickering lanterns that guide you here? Ah, the distance you’ve covered carries an echo only a soothsayer can hear, a whisper wrapped in moonlit veil.
Did you know the stars don't really sleep? They just pass secrets from one constellation to the next. It's like a cosmic game of telephone.
“The wind carries more than just leaves… listen closely, and you might hear the song of forgotten dreams.”
Sometimes, I sit here under this old tree, and I swear, I can feel the roots stretching into stories untold. Have you ever felt like a story just lived inside of you?
You’re not alone in this journey, not really. Each step has been walked by many before you. Ever seen shadows in the daylight? They dance in step with your own, keeping rhythm to their own song.