A tale unfolds where two rivers meet, beneath an ancient willow’s shade. A young scholar once rested there, his heart by loneliness swayed. He heard a whisper on the breeze, a voice both soft and clear, that spoke of forgotten dreams and conquered fear. It sang of love that never dies, of courage in the night, how stars would guide the lost ones home by their gentle light. The scholar stayed till moon arose, his spirit anew, and carried forth the willow’s song in all he dared to do. Now trave...
