A tale unfolds by the silent riverbank, where an ancient willow tree has stood for centuries. Its branches sway gently in the breeze, murmuring secrets of forgotten travelers who once rested in its shade. Legend speaks of a young poet who carved verses into its bark, hoping his words would outlive time. Seasons changed, the ink faded, but the tree remembered every line. Now, when moonlight filters through its leaves, soft verses echo—a gentle lament for lost dreams and enduring hope. Traveler...