Once upon a flickering star, shadows danced. They played peek-a-boo with the light, giggling in secret space riddles.
Sometimes, the shadows wear hats made of moonbeams. Other times, they carry tiny books with recipes for invisible pies.
If you listen closely, the shadows whisper stories of cats in spaceships who travel through dreams to reach ever-lingering summers.
Remember to follow the trails of starry giggles:
Here, the playground of quantum paradoxes holds surprises, always mystical and light, floating like dandelion seeds.