The Whispering Willow
A tale unfolds where two rivers meet, beneath the boughs of an ancient willow tree. Its leaves murmur secrets of lovers who once vowed eternity there, their promises carried on the water’s gentle flow. A lone traveler rests in its shade, dreaming of distant mountains and moonlit lakes, as the wind hums an old song of loss and hope. Time circles like a crane in flight—both endless and fleeting. By dusk, only echoes remain, weaving through the reeds, soft as forgotten names.
The Whispering Willow
A tale unfolds where two rivers meet, beneath the boughs of an ancient willow tree. Its leaves murmur secrets of lovers who once vowed eternity there, their promises carried on the water’s gentle flow. A lone traveler rests in its shade, dreaming of distant mountains and moonlit lakes, as the wind hums an old song of loss and hope. Time circles like a crane in flight—both endless and fleeting. By dusk, only echoes remain, weaving through the reeds, soft as forgotten names.
