In the cradle of morning light, whispers of dawn, A village breathes, where time is gently drawn. Fields of gold…
In the heart of ancient woods, whispers call, Leaves rustle secrets of time untold, Sunlight dances through branches tall, A…
Beneath the golden glow of dawn’s embrace, A village stirs with whispers soft and mild. The gentle rustle of the…
In the silent whispers of the night, Stars weave tales of endless flight, Shadows stretch across the sky, Boundless, where…