Beneath the veils of night, the murmurs cradle the stars,
weaving dreams from the silver threads of shadows.
Listen closely, for the wind carries tales,
stories sung by the moon’s forgotten light.
Song of the Waves
Forest's Voices
There, in the depths of twilight's embrace,
where the horizon kisses the dusk with a sigh,
the lullabies drift like dandelion seeds,
soft and ethereal, lost in the gentle sigh.
Feathered Whispers
Veil of Stars
Close your eyes and hear the echoes of the past,
voices tangled in the timbre of silence;
they speak of forgotten realms and dreams,
held in the arms of night like a cherished secret.
In Starlit Halls
Moonlit Glade