A tale unfolds by the ancient stream, where silver willows weave their dreams. Beneath the boughs, a maiden's sigh mingles with the wind's soft lullaby. She waits for one who sailed afar, guided by the evening's first star. Seasons turn—the blossoms fall, yet hope persists beyond the wall. One dusk, a shadow breaks the light; a weary traveler steps in sight. No words are spoken, hands entwine, as moonlight paints the silent sign. The willow bends to hold them near, wip...

A tale unfolds by the ancient stream, where silver willows weave their dreams. Beneath the boughs, a maiden's sigh mingles with the wind's soft lullaby. She waits for one who sailed afar, guided by the evening's first star. Seasons turn—the blossoms fall, yet hope persists beyond the wall. One dusk, a shadow breaks the light; a weary traveler steps in sight. No words are spoken, hands entwine, as moonlight paints the silent sign. The willow bends to hold them near, wip...