The Whispering Willow
A tale unfolds by the silent stream, where an ancient willow’s branches gleam. It guards a secret from ages past, in shadows of memories vast. Beneath the moon’s gentle, silver light, it shares whispers through the night. Of lovers’ vows and dreams untold, in leaves of jade and threads of gold. Each rustle speaks a timeless rhyme, echoing beyond the bounds of time. Though storms may rage and seasons turn, its wisdom stands, a constant concern. So listen close when breezes sigh, for magic dwel...
The Whispering Willow
A tale unfolds by the silent stream, where an ancient willow’s branches gleam. It guards a secret from ages past, in shadows of memories vast. Beneath the moon’s gentle, silver light, it shares whispers through the night. Of lovers’ vows and dreams untold, in leaves of jade and threads of gold. Each rustle speaks a timeless rhyme, echoing beyond the bounds of time. Though storms may rage and seasons turn, its wisdom stands, a constant concern. So listen close when breezes sigh, for magic dwel...
