A gentle stream meanders through the mossy stones, humming ancient tales under the moon’s soft glow. Two fireflies dance above the water, weaving light into fleeting poems. An old willow dips its branches, listening to the whispers of the current. Some say the brook carries dreams from the mountains to the sea, collecting wishes from sleepy villages along its path. Tonight, it hums a tune about a lost star that found its reflection in these very waters—a secret kept for centuries, now shared ...