"You know," the dunes whispered, "they say the stars hide their dreams beneath layers of silence, just like us beneath sand."

"Rumor has it," chimed the wind, "that secrets spoken aloud become wishes, even if they scratch the surface like tiny, curious grains."

"You should see the oasis," a voice claimed, "not of water but of moments, when time slips, like sand through fingers, unnoticed."

Down the gentle slope a flicker, "Did I tell you," it added, "that the dunes listen better than anyone else, even when they're so still?"

Links untouched by silence: Infinite Stars, Echoes of the Desert, Ghosts of the Wind.