Can you hear them? Gentle sighs wrapped around words unspoken, tumbling down with gossamer grace. Follow their path. Silken Paths Await
Pull your gaze upward—a canopy woven in spirals both ancient and wise. Grasp the ropes of the verdant mess, and find the secrets within. Dive into the whispers: Nearby, murmurs await your touch.
These vines—they tell stories. Some uttered, some paused, some never meant to be heard at all. Cradle your heart, for beneath veils lies more than mere understanding, but a connection to the eternal green.