Silken echoes of forgotten lullabies
Drifting through the corridors of night,
Where the stars whisper secrets to the unseen wind.

Once, a tale was spun upon the weft of dreams,
Entwined in the fabric of a nocturnal reverie.
Listen now, to the dissonant harmonies of truth and illusion.

The shadows dance beneath a crescent glow,
While the owls serenade the slumbering earth.
In their gaze, the whispers of ages past materialize.